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!
Ye, ye, yes I am. I will be on my way though. You will go nowhere. Can't you see all these pair of eyes staring you down? They are wolves under my command. Look, I don't want any trouble here.  I was just passing through so if you could kindly step aside I will leave you to your pack. Tell me what you are doing here and I will consider it. Are you lost? No, I am not lost.  I came over the hill and now through the woods.  You see it is to grandmother's house I go. I see. And why should we let you pass? Because if you don't, my Uncle Chuck will hunt you, find you, and kill your whole pack. Hah! Don't make me laugh! Do you see these marks on the trees? They were made by countless hunters that tried to hunt us down... but I like you, you are courageous My Uncle Chuck actually died 20 years ago.  Death just hasn't built up the courage to tell him yet. What killed such a courageous man, tell me? He choked on some chorizo.   Ha ha! Ok little one, we will let you through but do not tell anyone about this. If more humans start coming here we will have to hunt and kill them all.