Haunted Wood I'm dressing so ironic

The shadow moved, and the masked villain followed. Each. Step. Silent.
She watched the ground carefully, looking for anything that might compromise herself.
Soon though, the foliage thickened and she came to an impasse. Divert and relocate or spring now? She chose now, the access was good.

Vanity took a few successive, fast steps to then spring hell upon poor Serem, leaping over her cover to bear down with an attack on her cute butt that had happened to be a target. Away from scared teeth.