Ilyana sighs, rubbing her stomach through her leathers. The caravan was not as cramp as a ship, to be sure, but she needed to step away from the crowd and decompress - and the only place to go was the into the forest. Besides, she'll need firewood later. There ought to be plenty of fallen limbs lying a short distance away from the road. 

Giving a wave at the nearest guard, she stepped past the road and into the forest. 

Of course, everything close to the road had already been taken away. She paused to cut an arrow on the side of a tree, then continued moving  deeper into the trees, pausing every so often to mark the trunks. It was weird how there were no fallen branches - other travelers must have been going further and further in for wood.

Or....

Ilyana's musing was cut short as she felt something massive moving through the forest nearby, setting even the wildlife into flight.