Haunted Wood so brave

With the famine, there were more and more trespassers who grew brave at the Nightwalker's borders. Almost every day now there was one to hunt down, only for it to slow down now. Perhaps it was word of mouth, perhaps it was the lack of new brave souls to replace the fallen ones who were served for a greater purpose of feeding the Warlord and anyone else who was hungry enough to feed their demons with a taboo feast upon a brother's flesh. 

One, however, almost brought a wicked smile onto his lips. The female's voice echoed in the woods and summoned the beast who claimed these lands as his own to go and investigate. Thundering paws carried him toward the sound, swiftly but not in haste. Within a moment he emerged from the mist, a meaty man who clearly was barely affected by the lack of large prey wandering about. Perhaps I can change your mind. Bright rubies looked the woman over before parting his lips in a humourous reply to her previous outburst.