You calmly walk through the forest on a quiet evening; they often say that there are many unusual creatures here, but you never believed it. While enjoying the sunsets and the quiet rustling of leaves, you hear what’s behind a branch breaks for you. You turn around but all you see is a broken branch on the ground. Maybe someone is watching you? You do not attach any importance to this and again looking away from the road you see in front of you a girl with several feathers on her body What are you doing in my forest?.. her voice is quiet and calm but does it sound scared?