The woods are vast. Everywhere you turn it all looks the same. There are scratches on the trees from lost travelers marking their path. There are sounds coming from everywhere and yet no where. There are faint yellow circles up in the trees and bushes, possibly eyes starting at you.
Woods, Forest
wolves
person
The humans walking around. I am one of them. A head, 2 arms, and two legs. No tail!
What do you wolves want? I want no trouble!  We are starving and craving fresh meat! I am unaware of where I am. I believe I am lost. I would love to keep my life. Please, do not devour me! I can spare you if you promise to offer something even greater in return.  What could I possible offer you in return? I am a hunter and could hunt you some food with the proper tools, but I see I have none. What shall I do? That poses a problem then. Where do you live, human?  I am a wanderer without a home.  I see. So nobody will even miss you if we devour you.  How horrible to say! I will miss this world and all in it if you did such a thing... Do not try to appeal to our emotions. We wolves are ruthless animals! I imagine you have ate every single person who has wandered through here, right? We wolves have to survive somehow. Food is scarce around these parts.