Haunted Wood the oncoming storm

@Tadec

She came with the storm, it gathered and churned in the heavens and she, with her head raised high and faculties directed after it, did not pay attention to her heading until it was too late. It wasn't long before the clouds would congest in earnest; it was this moment that she waited for with baited breath, pacing along the edge of a dark forest. She knew there would be many hours before the sky had collected itself enough to begin the show but she was impatient, eagerly anticipating the oncoming rain. She did nothing but pace and watch, pace and watch, pace and — thunk! Despite her finesse, the stormborn girl needed to keep her eyes front and center if she were to avoid the terrestrial obstacles such as trees, as she'd just now discovered after face-planting against a thick old birch.