Bramblepoint unreal world

It was odd to be acknowledged. Ana hid herself so that the others would not perceive her, and yet they had, and did. They knew her and knew she lived among them, and knew too that she was a strange and solitary creature. This was more than she'd ever wanted them to know about her.

She sniffed the air for any hint of blood and found none. The girl seemed sad, but Ana could not decipher the reason for it. She stepped closer wordlessly, still sniffing her. No wounds. No sickness. Ana reached out to press her nose into the girl's fur now for a closer inspection, searching her all over for a physical source to the sorrow she sensed.