Dragox continued to run from the naga.  The direction he was running happened to be back to the tree that he had slept at.  As he passed the tree his foot slipped on something and he went tumbling head over heals.  He rolled a little and skidded to a stop on his back.  He had tripped on an apple core that he threw down from the tree last night.  “Oww.” He said as he laid there shaken up by the fall.