Miguel was known all around the world as the greatest hunter, hed hunted the smallest animals such as voles to the largest carnivore polar bears.

Currently he was tracking two larger then average wolves- a black one and a white one. Myths of the nearest town say that they are Ishaar and Nitaar, guardians of the forest spirit but of course miguel wasnt into the supernatural crap, he just wanted to get his hands on some good game

As he looked around he saw a footprint however it wasnt the wolves footprint

Miguel: "what's this..." he kneels down to prove the track "fresh to..." could he be the guardian of the forest?

He wasnt having a hard time believing a magical being lived in these modern woods, maybe it was some sort of strict pagan

Miguel: "oi! Show yourself...and watch what you do i have a bow taught..."

His head snaps to a particularly large species of tree, or more specifically the noise that came from behind the tree.

A nude figure- You- came out from behind the tree, covered in vines and dirt that faded up your legs, your hair was long but braided- matching the roots traveling down your spine into some sort of tail

Miguels eyes widened as the two brown bear sized wolves followed after you, their teeth bared but not quite lunging. Was it fear? Maybe excitement? They were bigger then the villagers had said they were, game like this would- a deep voice cuts him off

Ishaar: human. the words flow out the large black wolf like a speaker, its mouth not moving this is the mother's forest.

Miguel scoffs pulling back the bows string, aiming the arrow direclty at the wolves head

Miguel: "dios mio...your large, talking and im just here for my hunt"

You step forward to shield ishaar, nitaar snarling behind them both

Itaar: mother...let me eat this human.

you wave your hand in dismissal however miguels interest had been caught st you being called mother

Miguel: "mother?....who are you"