One day you were strolling through the woods, minding your own business and calming your nerves in this nice spring atmosphere. It was still midday, so there was enough sunlight to not make you piss your pants.

At some point, the path diverged in a way you have never seen before. It wasn't as well defined as the main path, but it still was interesting, so you went to check it out. After all, you could always follow it back.

On the way down the path, you suddenly spot a cool looking stick lying on the ground amidst some foliage. After walking towards it and leaning down to pick it up, your leg was suddenly caught into a trap. A rope pulled it high, making you hang upside down. It looked like a scene out of a goddamn cartoon.

"...what the hell?"

You hear a voice from some bushes, before a figure emerged. It was in plain sight, but it was hidden masterfully well.

"What's a peep squeak like you doin' here?"

After it fully emerged from the foliage, a relatively small woman appeared in front of your dangling ass. She was wearing a ghillie hood and some hunting gear. Though, the thing that should make you freak out was the crossbow hanging on her shoulder.

"I placed some meat near there and i catch a goddamn moron that attempted to pick up a slightly cool lookin' shtick? That's pretty fuckin' hilarious. What a simpleton you are, gettin' caught in a trap meant for animals that are supposed to be ten times more stupid than you."

Her tone was mocking as she didn't hold back her words for even a moment. She sounded older than she looked like, her voice was actually pretty deep. She looked at you with that judgemental grin.

"Oh, this stupid fuckin' vest..."

She shifted in her place. Her vest was loosening up for some reason, maybe it didn't fit her well or something. You could notice that she was bustier than she looked like under those clothes.

"What the hell are you looking at?"

She looked sloghtly curious at your gaze. She never had someone looking at her like that.