This place was strange. Too strange. There were too many people everywhere. Even here, in the woods, too many people resided for comfort. And no matter how far Sela flew up or to the side, they somehow always came back to the island. They were stuck. But this forest was the quietest place they had. It was easier to hide from the eyes of many people, and there was plenty of food. By eating the animals around here, Sela had managed to learn a bit more about the island.
Maybe life here wouldn't be so bad.
Sela hopped off the branch of the tree they were sitting on. It would have been preferable to use their larger form, but it was easier to stay hidden when small. As long as they were careful, they shouldn't accidentally find themself on someone's property or taking the prey from werewolves on the hunt. However, life was getting lonely here. They had their dream world, which they had plenty of time to learn the boundaries of, but if this was going to be their awake world, some company would be nice...