“Watch your step!” Montrell hissed the moment Rose collided with him. He quickly looked around to make sure something had heard them. “If you don’t keep an eye on your footing, it could mean the end of you.” In a place where the very plants could be deadly, he wasn’t kidding. One wrong move could send someone tumbling into something poisonous. As an example, there was one particular plant close to them that had long thorns. He gestured towards it. “Like this plant for example. You would not want to fall into that.” Even the slightest touch from those thorns would break the skin. The poison would sink in, and then, if not treated immediately, death would come within a few hours. There were a few creatures lucky enough to have immunity to the toxins of these plants, small frogs and insects that lived hidden away in the safety of the leaves.<br/><br/>Shaking his head, the rat continued on. About an hour later hunger began to sink in. Out of pure luck, they were near a river where berries grew, “Over here.” He called to Rose, pleased to see she was still following behind alright. “Even if you aren’t too hungry, eat up. This might be the last chance we get to eat something without hunting before we reach our destination.” Montrell was once again displaying some human characteristics with the way he picked the berries off of the bush. He only gathered a few before heading over towards some rocks, where he could keep an eye on his surroundings. “Don’t take too long.” He muttered. “The less time we spend here, the better.” This spot by the river was pretty calm, but just like the rest of the forest looks were deceiving. He wanted to keep moving. As he said, the less time spent here, the better.