Reaching the cornucopia, Nala grabbed a couple of packs and fled.  She would have time later to look through them and take what she needed from others.  Ducking and hiding, then scrambling away once it was clear she made her way deep into the woods, managing to avoid the others.<br/><br/>Finding a nice tree she flung the packs over her back, climbing up into the branches.  Wearily watching the land below she caught her breath and waited for her heart to slow.  Pulling one of the packs onto her lap she began going through it, grinning at the contents.<br/><br/>Unaccustomed to this much nature she didn't think to look above her for another contestant.  The packs were suddenly nabbed from her hands as she was pushed off the branch, falling to the hard ground below.  There was a sickening snap as her body broke, twisted and unnatural in how it landed.  Red and black flashes filled her vision as pain overwhelmed her.  Broken but not dead she was left to suffer.<br/><br/>(My apologies to all.  I seem to have run into a rather immovable case of writer's block where this is concerned and so I kill off my character and take my leave.)