Once the large insect was out of sight, Solara looked down to address the pain that was making her stomach ache. "Ugh, that's not good, not good at all" She whispered to herself as she crossed her arms around her chest. The pain wouldn't go away, no, not until the wounds closed which she hoped wouldn't get infected. The cold air stung as it came in contact with her open wounds. It reminded her of the unsanitary environment that she was stranded upon. Still, she needed to move, there was no telling if that thing was going to come back when it realized that no one was in the direction it was headed. That it had been outsmarted by using a simple rock. Even more so, she wasn't sure if it was going to come back with friends. 

She walked for a while, keeping her head down for a little while but soon it felt like she had walked for an eternity. She had stepped over mountains of trash already and there seemed to be no end in sight. The trash was everywhere, almost like this wasn't just a filthy area but the planet's very surface.