Felicia continued her search for the traps. Along the way, she ate fruits she found.
She wasn't hungry, but it was a comforting task for her.
After an hour, she reached an area she hadn't seen before. There were no trees here.
A rush of water flowed through the gravel and headed to the bottom of the cusp. It was a natural spring.
Felicia warily looked around her and then kneeled to take a sip. She liked the taste and drank more.
Once done, she stood up. However, instead of feeling normal, she felt that things were wrong.
It was the first time her guts told her there were dangers that she couldn't see. She hadn't seen the shadow of the mountain troll.
It could be because she hadn't gone to the center of the cusp, but she felt she should have seen it by now. After all, it needed to eat and drink.
Felicia didn't like the uneasy feeling. She created shrubs that enveloped her, and she pretended to be part of the landscape.
