Things were definitely not going the way she wanted, not at all. Annoyance seeped through as her little finger began twitching. Her face, as always, seemed as if it were made of stone. The woman showed no expressions whatsoever, not even a frown. Another sigh later, she finally gave up on relying on her bad sense of direction, which of course, she should have done from the start. She was completely lost, and her only way out was to possibly rely on the map that she knew not how to read, but she was confident could figure it out. She felt pathetic right now, to say the least. Shoving her hand into the back pocket of her blue jeans, she froze as she felt nothing but the smooth cloth that covered her legs. The not-so-large map, which she recalled keeping in the back pocket on her jeans, wasn't anywhere to be found. Her guess was that she had probably dropped it somewhere while she foolishly ventured into the the famous East Forest.
Xandra couldn't help let her shoulders sag in defeat. She wasn't one to feel comfortable in the presence of people, but right now, she really wished she had someone who could possibly help her but then again, who was she trying to fool? The sad reality was that she had to find her way out of there on her own. No one would come to help her, she knew that. Scratching her head, she tied her hair into a ponytail using the rubber band that always hugged her wrist. It wasn't the time to mope around, she had to get out of there somehow. And so, with determination, she traced her steps back to where she came from. It was still morning so she still had time before things got relatively dangerous. However, it was then that a growl assaulted her ears but it wasn't the cry of an enraged animal, no, it was a cry of her empty stomach. "Oh, man", she said inwardly, "Why must it be this way?"