Leila groaned softly as she awoke, blinking in the morning light as fuzzy foliage slowly came into focus. She sat up, yawned, and suddenly froze as the memories of the previous night flooded back in a rush. A sudden spike of panic shooting down her spine, the white-haired girl looked wildly from side to side, bright blue eyes scanning her surroundings for any sign of the minotaur. She relaxed, though only slightly, when she found herself alone.<br/><br/>Snatching up her clothing she donned it as quickly as she could, long white tail lashing nervously back and forth. Still, the huge beast failed to reappear. Her stomach growling, Leila glanced down at the food waiting by the fire. She had some provisions in her pack, but who knew how long it would be before she found her way home...? Cautiously, her ears constantly twitching and turning, listening closely for the slightest noise, she quickly downed the food, it never occurring to the trusting girl that it may have been tampered with. The packets were stashed away in her knapsack, and she grabbed the bread, taking a bite as she dashed off into the underbrush.<br/><br/>The minotaur never had gotten around to telling her the way out, or even where the hell she was (after the night she'd had Leila wasn't sure she would trust anything he told her anyway) so the girl ran blindly, moving quickly and quietly through the glade until she came upon the entrance to a cave. It looked rather like the one she'd emerged from the evening before, but she didn't care. Backtracking through the maze was preferable to facing the forest's guardian again. With one final glance over her shoulder, the young thief darted into the cave.