On the way down Karen scanned the rising ground easily, noting nothing that made her overly cautious just yet.  Soon after Anthony pulled his chute, Karen pulled her own.  She didn't count, she just waited for him, knowing he wouldn't mess something so simple up.  Her landing was much easier than his, not only was she significantly lighter, but her natural acrobatics helped her tremendously as she fell into as easy roll that brought her to a standing position just afterwards.  She released the parachute and got down into a low crouch, crawling quietly over to Anthony like an overgrown cat with a self-satisfied smile on her face.  Flying through the air was always such a rush.