The woodland area creates a gentle, peaceful feel as one walks along past the leafy fronds and gently shifting foliage.  The path is firm and wide, having been traversed by many feet, but not so wide as to allow a merchant's cart to pass through.  A bird's cry sounds in the distance, followed by a ruffle of feathers, and then silence.  The beauty of the forest hides the struggle of nature that lies within...
Trail Exit, Trail
deer
peasant
I am poor and dirty. I hate that I am starving to death. I am a hard worker.
Oh, I am so famished, and you look so yummy.  I am very gamey tasting.  You should try for something else. Do you think I care about taste? I am starving! I have done nothing to you. Leave me alone. You are a meal for me! I am a living creature.  I am not food. People in the village eat your kind all the time. But I am special, I talk. Surely you wouldn't eat a talking deer. How is it that you talk? Maybe you are special...  A witch put a charm on me.  She was mean though so I escaped her. Is she not after you now?  It's been many years, I think a wizard got to her.