"Where's the one who cried?"
Lizzie had been following the distant cries only for them to die down soon after she started looking. As usual, the young longneck didn't think much about what she was doing, merely following her instincts and right now they were telling her to keep pursuing her plan to seek out the voice she heard to see if there was anything she could do - save another dinosaur the pain she was enduring day after day and every damn night. The nightmare she just had was just another sign of the mental wreck that she was deep inside. Being all alone for the last few months sure had taken its toll on her, both physically and mentally.
*snap*
Deep in thought, the longneck had momentarily forgotten to keep an eye on her surroundings, stepping on a fallen, rotten tree branch, snapping it into multiple splittered pieces loudly.
"Way to go Lizzie, might as well wave with your tail at the sharpteeth!" Not that she cared much about her existence anymore but the thought of dieing was nonetheless an unpleasant one. If she died, it should either be because she wanted to or because she could not survive a situation - but clearly not because of doing something reckless and silly. As the sound of cracking wood echoed through the dead forest, Lizzie held her breath, quickly taking a scan if her immediate surroundings to see if she had gotten herself into trouble or not.
"I could have sworn I saw something move above me... just from the corner of my eye but still... what if it is a sharpbeak flyer trying to cut my neck?" One could never be cautious enough, the longneck reasoned. For about two minutes she kept on walking a tight circle to keep every corner under watch, including the trees above her, but no apparent threat met her eye.
"Gee, I must be getting paranoid from this being alone..." she quietly mumbled to herself, finally coming to a standstill, thinking. Had this been a voice in her head after all? Was she going insane now? No, it couldn't be, she was still capable of thinking and reasoning clearly. Maybe it was just the lack of sleep or the long time of wandering around in her lonely journey away from the neverending deserts. Not that she had any clue where to go precisely...
*crack*
Lizzie was back to her feet, ready to run, immediately as a branch above her gave a cracking, creaking sound almost as if someone was up there putting their weigth on the dead wood.
"W-who is there!?" Lizzie shouted in fright, looking up into the trees to determine where the danger might be lurking. One of high branches was shaking even though there was hardly any breeze in this forest. And it almost sounded as if... "someone is... breathing!" And quite hectically at that. Lizzy was now certain there was SOMEone up there hiding for whatever reason. Whether an enemy or the one crying earlier, she could not determine as of now - and there was only one way to find out. Lizzie was very shy and calm in nature even before becoming an orphan but this was a moment she needed to show courage.
"W-whoever you are high up in the trees, s-show yourself!"