caél and zania

Who: Cael and Zania
Where: In The Forest
When: Afternoon

It wasn't until Zania took a break from her work that she began to notice the Easter eggs. There were little colored eggs all over the place, hidden and waiting to be picked up. At first she'd thought they were just painted raw eggs, but once she realized they were hard boiled, the search became much more important. They were instantly edible, and even if she had a small supply of chocolate back at her tent, the more eggs she could find, the better. It seemed a bit crazy, hiding all those eggs, but she was enjoying the hunt, especially as a break from building things.

It didn't occur to her to watch where she was going. Besides the wolves, the forest had always seemed fairly safe. They'd wandered through it without trouble while looking for Greg's body. She thought nothing for it now, and it wasn't until she was falling that she realized that might not be the case any longer. Zania screamed as she fell, the ground knocking the wind out of her completely. For a moment she just lay there, trying to get her bearing straight. She wasn't hurt, not really. She may have twisted her ankle, but it was hard to tell right now. No broken bones, though her whole body ached. Pulling herself to a sitting position, Zania looked up the slope she'd fallen, immediately realizing it was a trap. A trap for an animal, perhaps, but still a trap.