King Elk Forest like a dream

Miriam, only continued to watch in question as the stranger did not respond, only walked forward. A hunters march, she thought, looking at him worridly. Surely not, would he challenge the king before them? Though, through her own wisps she could see his own were crazed for a hunger, as she had not been around to what the Wilds had done to them- a great hunger to all. Healthy, and beautiful was the doll, but compared to the weakened wolves, they would take the risk to avoid the starvation.

"Wait, don't!" Her voice would be not heard, for she called forth a plee, but he had begun. A snarl twisted from the other, a savage lunge came forth, and he begun the attack. Miriam watch the large Elk look at the other, but almost seemed he was leering at the one who dared to challenge. The Maiden couldn't watch as he would foward himself to a death-match, for she did not believe that he could take him down, and even with the help of herself, the two would be in defeat. She hoped to lunge, to take him down before a foolish mistake he would make.