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
person
wolves
I am a great grey wolf. I am the leader of my pack. I howl at the full moon.
Grrrrr. What business do you have in these woods, human? Nice doggies!  I was following these yellow circles - do you know what they are? These are markings left by lost travelers. Many of whom never escaped.  Well that is rather unfortunate isn't it? Don't you want to know why they never escaped?  Ahhh . .  because they started new families in the woods because the inhabitants are so delightful and pleasant? Very funny, human. No, because they were eaten! Ummm, figuratively or literally? Your language confuses me. What other way is there to be eaten?  Oh yes!  Spiritually!  You could mime eating me, and fill your spiritual hunger while letting the physical me go free! What a curious thought. Are all you humans this bizarre? Well, you know what they say - normal humans are the tastiest, but bizarre humans can give you diarrhea! 