Fox's Glade frog's leg soup

When next we find Sanja, she is far afield and slogging her way through that same marsh. Having by now been turned away from the home and the family she thought she could depend on, she is bereft; not for the sake of her children, who are by now forgotten, but for her own precious sake.

And it is to the forest she now goes; seeking the shadows and the scents of autumn, and the promise of small game. Instead, she finds a wolf not unlike herself: alone, muddied, a mess; and she seeks them now to commiserate.

What poor life choices led them here? Sanja could offer her story and they could compare, certain she would win such a competition! No home, no children, no food - she chuffs a greeting to the other woman, and roams among the trees.