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After some ways into the dense wood, Les began to grow uneasy and asked Talon where they were headed. the fox did not answer, simply went on more quickly and bade Les to keep up. Les did her best to keep up and not trip over her feet or anything. They had left the main path and were on a route less traveled and unkempt. She silently chastised herself for following a talking fox she hardly knew deep into a dark wood, without knowing where they were going. What was she thinking? But still they went on. Les could feel her anger and fear start to build as they went on. She was afraid of what could lie ahead of them, if something should lay in wait for them. If this was a trap. She was angry with herself for trusting the fox and not thinking, the one thing she thought she was good at. Numerous times Les considered turning back, each time she stayed. Perhaps curiosity kept her going. The fox was moving so quickly now, there were times that Les would lose sight of her. She did not want to be lost in these woods, she knew she wouldn't be able to find her way out if she did. Then Les did lose site of her behind a tree and at that moment, Les tripped. By the time she got to her feet, she couldn't even hear the foxes light footsteps.