Celeste was fast asleep in a nearby tree, coiled happy around one of the thick upper branches. Her eyes slowly drift open, and she smiles to herself, looking down upon the forest and all the prey which inhabited it. She certainly would not go hungry today. She slowly slithers down from the tree, gliding across the grassy floor in search of some breakfast.<br/><br/>Jake was already up and wandering the forest in search of berries. He was not having much luck, however, and was growing anxious as time went by. He knew that the longer he spent gathering food, the more likely he was to get jumped by some predator.