The berries were tiny, smaller than the tip of her pinkie finger, but they grew quite abundantly.  The bushes they grew on were low to the ground and near to the lake.  It begged the question that if the water was safe to drink, might fruit growing near the lake be safe also?  The tiny pink berries grew one to a branch, but each little plant held dozens of the branches.  So in an hour of walking away from Rathazul's she'd gathered about three handfulls of the berries, more than enough to sate her hunger for the day.<br/><br/>She could gather more, but as she was picking them, she was simply holding them in the folds of her gauzy underrobe.  She could put them in her backpack, but the berries were juicy and she didn't know how well they'd hold up.  She ate as she walked, looking for a good place to make camp.  There seemed to be very little activity in this area, she wasn't sure if it was due to the closeness of the city of Kleine, or if there just wasn't as much around in this area.<br/><br/>She couldn't help but notice that as she ate and walked, she felt more and more aroused.  Her steps sent little thrills of pleasure up to the core of her sex, which was damp and aroused.  Doing her best to ignore it, she continued searching and eating the berries.  It wasn't until she felt a trickle of moisture run down the inside of her thigh that she stopped.  Her bald sex was so damp that a single bead of arousal was literally running down her leg.  She pondered this and ate another berry.  Immediately as she did, a second droplet began to trickle down.<br/><br/>The berries!  They were making her aroused!  She stopped to see if she felt any different, and she felt that she was much the same, so they must not have much of a corrupting influence other than that.  Since Rathazul had fed them to her, they must be mostly safe, right?  But her bad luck took a turn as she had stopped.  She noticed a stand of trees off in the distance, and something made her decide to check it out.  Her belly full now, she felt much more secure in her choice, and explored the stand of trees.<br/><br/>She found an odd depression in the rolling hills of the grassland, surrounded by trees.  She didn't know much about the wilderness, but if she had, she might have realized the small clearing surrounded by trees was once a small pond that had dried up.  What Leanna saw however was a perfect place to make camp.  A flat clear area a hundred feet or so around in a circle.  Surrounded by trees and small hills meant that she could make a fire and wouldn't be seen by anyone unless they came directly to the trees.   From even a few hundred feet away from the grove however, no firelight would be able to be spotted.  Best of all it was only about a 15 minute walk to the lake's edge, and well within range of hundreds and hundreds of the pink berry bushes.   There was no cover, save a few over hanging branches, but maybe she could find a tent or tarp or something for sale somewhere.<br/><br/>There was even the ancient remains of an old fire pit at the dead center of the clearing.  But the amount of grass that had grown up around it and even in the pit itself told her that it hadn't been used in a year or more.  She smiled at her good luck.  It was about time that something positive happened for her!<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">ooc</div><div class="spoiler_body">If Leanna chose to make this her camp, then a new pip would appear on her magical map.  Point 1, your camp.<br/>(http://i40.photobucket.com/albums/e220/besrikarie/dnd/leanasdemonworldmap02_zpsced82462.jpg)</div></div>