She shouldn't have been here.<br/><br/>Holding the deep brown, worn wicker basket closer to her chest, Vana cast a weary gaze at her surrounds. She'd entered the woods what had to of been hours ago, when the sun was still shining and the birds were still singing, to collect some mushrooms. It seemed that she lost track of time, however, because darkness had fallen and with it came a dense fog that made it harder to see more than a few feet in front of you. The moon still shone bright somewhere in the sky though, peeking through branches and leaves to slightly illuminate the space around Vana, giving her the slightest bit of comfort that she wasn't in danger just yet. Although, should an issue arise, she would be ill equip to handle it, recently her powers weren't nearly as strong as they usually were. She silently cursed her own carelessness as she continued down the winding path.<br/><br/><i>"Perhaps I should have waited another day before deciding it was absolutely necessary to gather supplies..." </i>She mused softly.<br/><br/>Suddenly, she heard a branch snap behind her, and whipped her head around quickly, the ribbon tied in her hair smacking her in the cheek because of the quick movement.<i>"Oh no."</i>