Meliae was watching the young boy as he trudged through her forests. She was alerted to his presence a week ago, and had been bumbling through various portals ever since he arrived. Meliae assumed he wasn't from Russia, but you never know with these things. All humans look so much alike. He was lucky it was still warm, although her forests were usually always warmer then the rest of the woods. 

"M'lady. He will not last much longer. If we leave him, he will die." Meliae's most trusted adviser, another Ash tree like her but much, much younger, whispered as they silently followed him. Meliae pondered this predicament. While she would like nothing more then to obliterate the human race, this boy, this youngling, had done nothing except try to survive. He had not taken more than he needed, he simply survived. It made her weary to kill him, since that would be an excess killing. She refused to stoop to the mortals level. 

"Perhaps he can be useful to me." Meliae said outloud, before she put her Glimmer on and stepped out to where he could see her. 

"Vy zabludilis'?" She asked him, raising an eyebrow at him before she repeated in English, "Who are you?"