Ramiu panted a bit as she walked quickly through the forest. "'You freak, go kill yourself, blah bleh blah blah'!" she mimicked cruelly. "Isn't my fault I like...that. All I hope now is that I get a good one." She had searched for the past few hours, haven't crossing anything yet. "They said there were some preds here....where are they?" she whined to herself, sitting down and plucking pieces of grass, bordom settling in.<br/>"Maybe it's reverse psycology. If I come here wanting to be eaten, I won't.  Others who don't wanna die do. It's not fair!" she huffed.