Why on earth did i bother to come here? Yzma yelled at herself as she dragged her foot loose from the mud she had just stepped in. I hate this jungle! she exclaimed,gritting her teeth to a lizard who looked up on her in mild curiosity.
She continued her stroll, with a face expression like a thunder storm, making squishing noises every time she took a step. The quicker she were out of this jungle the better, she thought to herself. Problem was, she had lost track of the exit.
Prince Caspian had been wondering around the lands of the park. Unfortunatly for him, he had stumbled into an overgrown thick jungle. However, Caspian had become astounded and amazed with the shear beauty of this jungle, he didn't want to leave just yet. Prince Caspian had been admiring the jungle for some time now. He had carved himself a path, using his sword he had cut away the overgrowth. This path led back to civilization.
Caspian suddenly heard a loud female voice appear from the depths of the jungle. Prince Caspian hesitated at first, then lept into action. He ran through the overgrowth, sword in hand. There, he saw the figure of the female through leaves. Prince Caspian ran towards her, but got caught up in the thick mud. He stopped, trying to free his foot desperatly. The woman was walking away from him. His eyes flicked up and down to his foot up to the woman as he scoffed to himself then shouted after her. "Hey? Are you ok there, Miss?" Each word spoken in his Italian accent. Still he tried desperatly to free his foot.
Looking from her perch, brown eyes scanned wonder where to go to next. Boots stood stablely on the thick branch she was now on. It somewhat dipped down underneath her weight. A mocha hand gripped the rough bark harshly as a right foot, then leg, stretched out to the nearby branch of the same tree. With a grunt she stretched farther with a little push of her left leg; she successfully move to the other branch. Anamaria stopped from the hustling activity to climb a tree as she looked down to the source of her sprint and climb.
Lesson learned: Never attempt to steal anything back from a Komodo dragon.
Ok, it really didn't steal her compass, but being forgettful and in awe; Anamaria happened to drop it, and the bloody dragon with poor sense of judging stationary objects nearly laid on it. Luckily it was right next to it, but unfortunately this komodo dragon happened to be hungry. With a low growl and its attempt to stand on it hind legs, the pirate did the one thing a pirate would do, flee. The thing was really hungry though as it sprinted after her pretty closely, but now it desperately swayed its head for a scent or motion.
Yzma turned surprised by the sudden voice nearby. Looking back, she spotted a man in strange clothes. Just as herself only minutes ago, he had got stuck in the mud. She blinked, what an ironic question from one who was in almost ankle deep mud.
Are you stuck? she retorted his question with a sarcastic one of her own, really just stating the obvious. A strange noise from the trees, catched her attention. She raised and eyebrow, a strange girl was climbing around the trees like a monkey. Was it just her, or was this place full of lunatics?
Prince Caspian gasped and leant back in shock as the lady infront turned around. Her face.. so.. wrinkly? Was it even possible? He then put on a smile to hide his shock, blushing slightly as Yzma sarcastically replied. He heard the mumble from above, and watched as Yzma looked up to the trees. Caspian's eyes followed hers to see the young girl upon the tree tops.
He then looked back down to his still stuck foot. Caspian glared, then hesitated. He inhaled deeply before giving a great yank of his foot. The mud made a squishing noise as his foot was freed. Caspian then made his way over to grass, his feet sticking every now and then. Caspian made it to the grass, breathing quite heavily. His eyes flicked down and up between the two woman as he spoke.
"And .. who are you two then?"
Prince Caspian asked, his breathing slowed and he managed to catch his breath back. He stood up straight, eyes began flicking between the two once more for their responces.
Anamaria eyes looked down as her ears guided her to the sounds of voices, a masculine and feminine. She brushed her hair out of her view to see them clearly, and her brown eyes blinked when one directed a question towards her. With shifting eyes, she looked at the ground towards to komodo dragon, then back at them to silently warn them of it.
A finger when up to her lips before it pointed at the base of the tree. The komodo dragon wallowed softly, while flicking its tongue about to detect a scent as the sounds went deaf to his ear before the head reeled up. Boots softly shifted closer to hug the tree to make sure not to make a sound or movement. Her body relaxed as it crawled to who knows where before looking back up at the pair.
"Ay, don't be so loud there be a dragon about." Her voice traveled in a spraying whisper loud enough to travel without shouting. "Me advise ye both to get out of that pit 'fore it comes back." Looking both ways, she dropped from her perch and shook her feet at the sting. "It's anamaria," a hand reached out as a willingly assistance to help them out.
Post by The Great Prince of the Forest on Feb 7, 2009 21:53:47 GMT -5
The Great Prince chose to explore the rest of the back areas of the park other than the forest area, since he decided to try something new and take a gander at something he never visited before: the jungle. To him, the jungle almost resembled the forest he normally ruled over, except that it was warmer, less peaceful in noise level, appeared more crowded with the thick leaves, and that there were some hazards along the journey. Among those hazards he came across was a mud pit that Yzma and Caspian were stuck in, and he froze in place to study the situation carefully. Thinking quickly, he went up to the edge of the pit and told the victims in the pit, "Quickly now, grab onto my antlers, and I'll pull you out." He then lowered his magnificent antlers toward the two, hoping that they could reach and grab onto his tines before he could pull them out to safety.