Katie woke up early. Dressed in her usual outfit of a white tank top, barley able to hold in her breasts, a black short skirt, black knee high stockings and her black boots, she looked around to realize she was on the run. She shivered in the cool forest morning. She knew she had to find help somewhere, or she could quite possibly starve to death out here.  She stood up and stretched, her 5'5"  110 pound frame creaking from sleeping on the hard forest floor.<br/><br/>Then she heard it. The rustling of leaves on the forest floor. She pulled her knees up to her chest and held them there. She could hear the sound getting louder. Hopefully it was someone who could help. "Hello? Anybody there?" She asked in a soft voice, almost afraid to speak at all. Finally she seen the figure step out into the open. Her spirits dropped. It was just a urt running through the brush. She sighed. "Well so much for my help." She said as she sat back against the tree she used for shelter.