step lightly

The branches were so brittle that no matter how carefully she wriggled, pieces broke off and ensnared themselves fully in her fur. Siobhan cursed quietly and then a little louder when she heard a voice. There was someone else stuck in this cursed place? "Ummm... that depends," she croaked in response, her voice hoarse from disuse. She'd been isolated the past few months with no one to talk to. Getting to know strangers had never been her strong suit anyway. "On if you're going to eat me or not," Siobhan finished lamely. Another thorn skated by her head, catching on her ear and nicking it. She yelped, more in surprise than pain. This place was terrible, just terrible. Sio could barely make out anything between the densely packed thorns - plus, she was afraid she'd poke an eye out if she started swinging her head around looking for the source of the voice.