"Halt!" dryad said "What do you think, you're doing?"

"Get off my way, you, peace of wood!" wolf-girl said "That is non of your business, what am I doing here! Just get lost!"

"I see!" dryad said "Many walked into the heart of the woods, few of them returned. You're more natural beast, then a human! Don't you feel, that this ancient temple became a reservoir of a woods strength very many years ago? Don't you feel, that my wood will just die, if anyone will corrupt it? Better listen to me, wolf maiden! Just turn your back and walk away! You should be a nature keeper, just like me!"

"Bullshit! Just don't step my path, talking wood! I came here for this chalice, and I will take it with me, do you like this or not! Just step aside, or I'll crush you!"

"Sadly, you don't leave me any other choice!" dryad said and waved to an old tree. She-werewolf groaned, but her anger quickly became a fear, when an old tree suddenly moved and caught her with it's branch. And before she-werewolf could pull herself together, a long, whippy, biting switch suddenly moved and stroke her buttocks very hard and painful. Wolf-girl moaned and sniffed in pain, trying to break the branch, but it was too thick and held her very tight, while a switchy branch continued whipping her plump buttock, making them red and sore.

Story inspired by Kalidwen's game Elven Kingdom (which you may found here - https://kalidwen.itch.io/elven-kingdom)