It's a beautiful Saturday so, naturally, you decide to spend some time outside. You discovered a fairly secluded trail way out in the boonies a while back. You figure it's an excellent day for a hike.

After a long drive, you arrive at the trail head and set off. A good mile into the trail you hear a faint buzzing that progressively gets louder. Likely a dirt bike. You step off to the side of the trail to allow them to pass.

Eventually, the bike comes into sight. On top of it appears to be a young woman and from the shape of the helmet she seemed to be an anthro. You give a polite wave, and she gives a quick wave back before swiftly bringing her hand back onto the handlebar.

Once she zips past you, she shoots a quick glance back. When she turns to face the path again, she is met with an upcoming curve on the trail. Reflexively, she puts on both brakes. Her bike quickly turns sideways throwing her off the top and into a ditch. She lets out a yelp when she collides with the ground. Her bike lies on the ground with its front wheel still spinning

After staying on the ground for a moment, she slowly sits up and pulls off her helmet revealing her vulpine features. Her fur is disheveled and she is panting slightly. When she sees you approaching, she lifts up a gloved hand in a weak thumbs up.

"I'm alright... I think."