"Sorry about that... And yes, I'm up," Lightheart said with a yawn and a stretch. Her body was sore from all the unaccustomed running and from sleeping in an awkward position. Looking into the sky, she noted that the sun would not set for a couple of hours. She could feel the weight of night, and what it brings in this forest, heavily on her heart.<br/>"We need to hunt and be out of the path into cover before the sun goes down," she told Caramadia. "There are things in this forest that would make the strong flee."