Anya was older now. She never knew her father, nor did she care to. In the back of her mind however, she was always curious as to what he was like. Surely he lover her mother at some point, she didn't understand why he left.  Anya was never wanted. She sighed softly at her loneliness, just thinking about it made her a bit upset. She looked up to her mother.<br/><br/>"I wish to know why... Just why? Why does the forest and everyone I come in contact with reject me? I am so confused..." Anya held her head in her hands. She had a strong headache from how much she was confused. Was it her fault that the forest hated her so? Why was it that everyone she came in contact with, hated her as well? So many questions had gone unanswered and she just wanted to know why.