A police car drove up to the orphanage. The cop inside watching the small girl suspiciously. The car had been stopped multiple times by animals crossing infant of it. Anya was staring out the window longly at the trees wishing to climb away. She was polite though and kept her manners so they though of her to be polite and well mannered though really she was energetic and wanted to run about and be free like she was. 

They let her out of the car with only an instruction not to run away. She obeyed, reluctantly when faced with the mean cops. They reminded her of bears, she hated bears. So she walked up to the door of the orphanage. Knocking on the door bowing her head politely as the police car drove off leaving her alone. Wondering where чаяние went off to and if she would be back. Maybe she could run away back to the forest with her friends.