Ami ran behind Aden and Gene, her feet collecting wet leaves as they hit the ground. Her hair wasn't all locked up, there were little stands here and there that never got worked in, and they were sticking to her wet face. She noticed that Aden was taking the well blazed trails, figuring she wanted to keep the small group together.<br/><br/>Ami loved running in through the forest, even more so when it rained. Hearing the pat of the rain on the vividly green leaves, smelling the wet earth and the bitter sea on the wind. Feeling her breath move in and out, at her control. She felt alive and wild, like an animal that had just escaped the zoo. The sky was still so overcast, the rain might last a while. She didn't mind. Even if it does let up soon, the smells and sounds of the rain will still be there.<br/><br/>The ground was soft here from the mix of sand and mud, making it the perfect terrain to get around on. Ami's mind began to wander as she ran. She had only seen these two men, but there were more bags that for just two people on that plane. Her head began to conjure pictures of a dead body strung in a tree, impaled. She squinted her eyes and smiled. Her dark sense of humor always got her into trouble.