Exiting the hot cooking surface and entering the burning chemical reaction

Well, she was out of the desert... If there was a bright side there that would undoubtedly be it. Not that it was really all that impressive in reality, especially since she wasn't exactly in top condition. Samara cast her gaze up the height of the mountain that stood in her path and she just knew it wasn't going to be a possible trek right now. She looked right, she could just make out where the mountain started around the curve and she knew that wasn't a viable option either. So she was stuck.

Samara hobbled up the face of the mountain just a bit, then settled on her haunches, finally taking the weight off her injured ankle. Damn quicksand. She had perfectly fine if not a bit slow heading out of the desert, weaving between unfamiliar pack lands. Sure she couldn't move as fast as her long-legged counterparts but she was just as capable of handling herself. But when she'd found herself sinking into the ground she was up to her knees faster than most wolves would. The panic had flooded through her at first, only making it worse as she struggled to pull her limbs free. Then she'd made the effort to calm herself, slowing the descent, but that didn't mean she was free. It'd then been a long slow process of slowly removing one limb in order to free the next and subsequently losing the former into the sand again, still, she'd managed to pull herself out of the sand like that eventually, her limbs aching and swollen by that time and when she finally freed her right forepaw for the last time she'd hit it against a rock, or pulled it the wrong way, or twisted it. In truth, she wasn't entirely sure. But gods did it hurt!

But she hadn't been about to camp out next to the death trap she'd just escaped, so she'd hobbled away, not really caring where so long as it wasn't back towards the desert.

So now the woman was here, stuck with a mountain in front of her, her joints aching and swollen and a totally useless ankle. She silently cursed the fact she hadn't thought to try and gather any herbs during her recent travels, at least some pain medication would make it so she could get somewhere less terrible to try and sleep the pain off. Instead, she was left to try and curl up, wincing with each step and unsure if she'd even be able to walk tomorrow.

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