Artemis's Tribe

 I get exposed (a story from the book Mythology

One, sunny, hot day I decided to take a bath in the nearby stream. The water was as clear as freshly washed glass. Suddenly, a figure approached. I splashed him without looking at his face. I realized it was a fellow hunter, Actaeon! He instantly turned into a stag. His dogs smelled him. In a matter of seconds, he was a pile of bones. Oops.