*her steps would be slow and deliberate, each step into the strangely dark woods making her more and more uneasy. She could feel the little hairs at the back of her neck stand on end, feel her body shudder and something it new better then she. She realized in that moment juts how jumpy she was feeling, every sound, made her eyes snap in its direction, she would stare into darkness expectingâ¦well she wasent sure. She could feel her heart starting to race, beating against her rip cage in rising succession. Her breath coming quick and short from pursed and narrow lips. She couldnât help her hand reaching down to pat the well hidden daggers, handle. This calmed her a bit, a false reassurance. Still she couldnât help feeling like she was lost, she knew these woods well and this seemed nothing like her familiar path, it felt narrow and confined. Like the trees themselves where chocking her into a narrow conduit, filtering her this way and that. She had tried on a few occasions to crawl through he woods, find a different trail, to slip through the dense trees and venture a different wayâ¦but she always seemed to end up back on the same track. Maybe she was lost? Doubt started to filter into her mind, as she tried to figure out where she came from and what direction she was heading. She at one point stopped and spun around in a circle, grumbling something obscene, feeling a little small and very disoriented. She would cross her arms over her chest rubbing her arms with her palms feeling aloneâ¦ well not alone. But watched. She would feel someone one suddenly  run into her, her eyes growing wide, her hand slipping to the daggers hilt as she tried to gain her footing and spin around...her eyes falling on a pretty woman clambering to her feet. Confusion set in, as her eyes lingered over her form for maybe a few moments to long. Her words making her eyes narrow a bit, she would think for a moment, words fleeing from her lips like wine from a crystal decanter. * you too?   Those noises arenât from meâ¦ I donât know if Im glad you hear it too, I thought I was craâ¦* she stopped mid sentence* but I think itâs a bad omen you feel it tooâ¦ *she realized she was rambling and such talk was probably better in her head, she smiled a bit unsure. * are you ok? Not hurt are you? * she extend a hand* Im Lace by the way.