Alone, The Elven Forest

With some hesitation I set off alone towards the nearby Elven Forest, I remember Aunty Veena saying she lives in the center of the woods and it should take me about a day to reach it from here. Unlike mom I leave the village without much of a crowd and only a filled backpack with enough supplies to last me a few days and some camping equipment. The only thing I may run out of is my water.

The journey to the forest was rather uneventful and when entering the forest I wasn't sure what I was expecting but it seemed like entering the smaller woods near my village with the exception of an abundance of undergrowth. I try to head deeper and deeper into the forest as the trees grow larger and larger though the light doesn't seem to dim much.

I start to notice around afternoon that I seem to have passed the same tree several times and decide to mark it with my initials but when I pass the tree again there's no marking. As the sunlight starts to dim I decide to start to look for a clearing to make camp and manage to find a small clearing with a couple of logs and set up camp. I even manage to get a small fire going for the light. After setting up my small tent and bedroll I reluctantly scarf down some rations.

As I'm getting ready to lay down to sleep the sound of snapping jolts me up as I quickly roll out of my bedroll and grab my club.

To feelings of trepidation a man comes stumbling out of the brush. A rather handsome face peeks out from a well trimmed black beard and hair and the first abnormality juts from his head in the form of 2 small goat horns. A well toned hairy chest and stomach greets me below his neck but to my surprise I find he isn't wearing anything covering his 7 inch long cock or his goat legs. My first reaction is to run and he seems to notice my eyes darting to the darkness around my camp.

"Woewoe. I ain't gonna hurt ya little dove. Actually maybe the opposite. Me and ma brothers 'ave been looking for someone and were just looking to make camp. We saw your light and thought 'why not get together for safety'. Do you mind if we set up camp here." The satyr fires off rapidly as he seems to eye me up and down.

I start to form a word only to be cut off "Ya ain't a local. If you are worried about being outnumbered in your own camp I could stay to protect ya, that would be the local thing to do."

Once again I start to form a response only to be interrupted "Ya don't have to worry we ain't gonna eat you out of house and home, we 'ave PLENTY of food and drink, we'll even share since your a guest to our forest. Ah were's my mannas names Fikis!"

Expecting to be interrupted once again I start to respond for this time to be able to finish my sentence.