"Something about me?" Myri repeated.  "Well, I used to live alone in a place with many humans."  She frowned.  "I know that doesn't sound right, but it is*.  The humans didn't like me, so I hid when they came to my part of the forest.  Sometimes I would pretend to be a tree, and that fooled them most of the time.  I watched them a lot, and listened to their words.  After a while I could say the things they did, but it didn't help much because once they saw me they didn't want to listen to what I said.  They just wanted me to go away, so I did.  Then yesterday I was looking for apples, but I didn't find apples.  I found Alabaster instead.  And then I was happy," she concluded, "because I had a friend.  Is that enough of a something about me?"<br/><br/>*((She's referring to the apparent contradiction of being alone while surrounded by others.))