The Woodsman's eyes twinkle again.
“Indeed, it just so happens that as she ran wild, she stumbled across a curious beast one day. Too large to be a wolf, but it had the shape of one, and out of reflex, she used her bow against it. She followed the trail of blood it left and when she caught up to it, she found no beast, but a naked man, clutching her arrow, with a wound in his side that was rapidly healing.” My gaze bounces back to Ward. This was beginning to sound eerily familiar. The Woodsman holds his attention.
“Well of course the girl couldn't believe her eyes, even with the proof right there, staring her in the face. But she was a good-hearted girl, and seeing the injured man, ran to help him.” Ward tightens his grip on me as the Woodsman pauses.
“When the man came to, he had the m
