There was more shrieking on Dorothea's part and though Sam could see her point about why standing still was a bad idea she still had to resist the urge to roll her eyes. Mostly it was just a front to disguise how foolish she felt, but never in her life would she had ever expected to get scolded by a cat. "Was just waiting for you, your highness," she responded, "Seeing how I have no idea where anything is or what direction to run in."

She started to run after Dorothea as the cat dashed off and continued to lecture her. She didn't feel like bickering with the only thing in this entire world that she shared a sort of friendship with, but she wasn't able to stop herself. "Look sorry that you're a cat, but maybe you haven't noticed that I'm a little out of my element as well. Sorry that I'm new at monsters and men with swords and magic and everything. Sorry that I don't know what to do. Sorry that I don't think yelling in a forest filled with things that'll kill us is a good idea. Sorry that you're stuck with me."

Sam glanced behind her, and nearly tripped in the process, but she didn't see any sign that the monster had started chasing them again. She supposed they might hear it coming if it did. But there was something else out there looking for them, smaller and quieter. Unless he had gotten eaten instead. "Are we still going in the right direction?" she asked Dorothea between breaths. She was trying to keep up as best she could, but Dorothea was smaller and faster. Not that Sam felt like asking her to slow down and risk getting yelled at again.