The record won't stop skipping

Just when she thought all was quiet and peaceful, and she was alone, she heard something moving through the undergrowth. It was loud; what could it be? A bear? An angry boar? Something worse? Whatever it was, it sounded big and like it didn't care who heard it coming. That alone made her nervous. She didn't know which way to run if she needed to escape. Her jaws parted as she began to panic slightly, letting the Alfalfa fall from her grasp as she started to move away from the sound. This was exactly what she'd been telling herself not to worry about. Worry would do her no good now, it was too late.

She ducked down and closed her eyes tight, hoping it would be over quickly. But as she peeked to see what creature would bring her doom, she saw a man appear, nearly crashing into her but catching his balance just in time. Slowly, Bright straightened herself into a seated position, trying to appear with some sort of dignity, rather than her cowardice. As he apologized, his face told it all, how silly he felt. Relieved, Bright let out a breath, and a nervous chuckle. "Well, it could have been worse, I suppose," she said in all seriousness, "You could have been a bear on a rampage."

Black-tipped ears flicking, she wondered if this man knew where he was. Did he live around here? If he did, surely he'd know how to get out of this eerie forest. "By chance, do you know your way around here?" she queried hopefully, "I've lost my way completely."