King Elk Forest the sun goes down

@Piety - set for 8/26, mid afternoon

The trees here were old and beautiful. Rain cascaded between the breaks in the canopy, falling onto muddied ground. It had been raining for a while, it seemed, based on the flourishing vegetation and the soaked ground beneath her feet. Neven didn't mind that, of course. Rain was beautiful, a part of life, helped things grow. 

What she did mind, however, was her lack of traveling companion.

The brute was supposed to be beside her, not wandering off on his own. There was a reason she'd come with him on this excursion, and she did not like being abandoned, thank you very much. 

"Piety Montserrat!" she called loudly, her voice carrying surprisingly well through the dense trees. But that was what Neven was good at - yelling. And, just possibly being a little bit clingy as well. "Has anyone seen a Piety Montserrat? Looks like a bear - a biiiig one!" She waited a good two-point-five seconds after the echoing of her voice halted to begin again. "'Cause he's got about five seconds before I leave his ass in the middle of this rainforest!"

It was an empty threat, of course - she'd never actually leave him. But neither he nor anyone who might be in earshot needed to know that. She had an image to maintain, after all.