(OOC: *sigh* I think we should just pretend that never happened...so we can get back on track.)
It didn't take long for Dementa to find the slig again...so she followed from a safe distance, leaping from tree to tree, shadow to shadow.
Suddenly she landed on a branch that was weaker then she thought and it snapped under her weight. She cried out and tried to grab hold of another branch, but missed. Dementa was unable to twist herself into a safer landing postion in time and landed hard on her side, crying out again as she felt a couple of ribs break.
She clunched her side as she sat up, wincing in pain and muttering a few curses...
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