For the most part, she really tried not to bother humans or demons. She just lived, usually by herself, always out in the forest. It gave her less to worry about; eat, find shelter, sleep, ward off enemies. That was what she did.

A clamor some ways away from her favorite berry bush startled her one day, and she pondered whether or not to address it. Not her problem. Somebody else should deal.

The clamor grew louder as it approached her. With an annoyed grumble, she lumbered towards the noise. If it wouldn't keep quiet, she would make it stay quiet.