Serendipity was a large nation. Alas, there were not many places to seclude oneself in the vast plains to the north. But, what better place was there to hide away than the dense, magical forests to the south? That was the reasoning behind Anya's being in the forest. Being a nature spirit, she craved the serenity of life in the forest. There, she would not have to worry about the interference of traders, soldiers and whatnot. Life was peaceful. It was the warm months.
Anya walked through the forest leisurely. There were bright green leaves everywhere. She made not a sound as she moved. There was something different about her than the average animal, as she seemed too relaxed and such, as if everything was in check. Though she wasn't particularly hidden, being a large tiger in the middle of an area in the forest with few trees, she wasn't concerned. She didn't think there were any people around to gawk at her. She lay on the soft grass, made drowsy by the warm sun and her full belly. She drifted off to sleep among the plants and flowers of the woods.