The small woman walked quietly through the foliage, green eyes always moving. She was lost ~ each tree looking the same as the last, just one after the other going on forever. She didn't really mind though, she liked the walk and the scenery was nice.
After a few hours though, it got boring. Boring enough that she hoped someone would find her wandering aimlessly and lead her to anywhere. It was unlikely that she'd get that though, the deaf woman's footsteps near silent, even on the grass and sticks below. Over the years she'd grown rather good at being quiet, not wanting to disturb those around her with sounds she couldn't here. She still spoke, though rarely. Her hearing left somewhere between what she assumed was 3-5 years old, but she'd never really been counting.
And this would been one of those rare occasions. "Hello?" Chat called out to the trees, her French origin clear in her accent. "Is anybody out here?
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