The nymph stood, and gently brushed her knees off. She didn't mind the dirt, but she thought she might as well.

"Of course. It was a living being that will rot, as was previously mentioned. It will rot beneath the soil, and being new life!"

She looked at the woodsman dead in the eyes, and gave a half smile.

"My Sisters need to feed."

She then walked up to him, and continued to look up at him for a moment, before giving him the best hug that a small girl possibly could.

"Thank you for your kindness towards my forest, deer-kin. My Sisters and I greatly appreciate it!"