Autumn yelped as she tripped over another rock, tumbling to the ground for what seemed like the hundredth time. Not one to be praised for her grace, Autumn was clumsy enough as it was; always managing to trip over her own feet. When roots and other obstacles are added then it is a recipe for disaster. It also didn't help that she only had one properly working eye; the left eye being covered by a patch. The girl sighed as she picked herself up off the ground and examined herself. The trousers she had donned for the traipse through the jungle were dirt-streaked and torn at the knees. Her knees themselves were scratched and torn, the bleeding growing for steady the more and more she fell. Her elbows had fared a little better though some skin had been scraped from the left one. 

The girl sighed once more and tried to brush off as much dirt as she could before continuing forward. One would think she would have given up the whole ordeal and gone home but she couldn't. It had her mothers dying wish that she follow her dream and that was exactly what she was going to do.