Don't stay, scout your surroundings

After catching a few more fishes, it's starting to get particularly hot. The sun reached it's peak high up in the sky, and you could feel it on your skin. You're gonna have to take a short break.

But what should you do? If you return to the campsite, chances are that your mother will greet you with a surprise-fuck. The odds of getting pregnant were no longer in your favor, you got laid more often than a girl during prom night. As you get back up on your feet, you take a quick look around. Huge, massive trees nearly pierced the clouds above, and as you turn around, nothing but water with a few trees in the distance, mountains even further ahead and nearly out of view.

Still, you can't just sit on your bum forever... You wrap a fish up in newspaper, leave the others for your mother, and then simply start walking into the dense forest. It was immediately getting dark around you, the thick vegetation didn't allow for much light to get through and the cold, wet soil embraced your naked toes with every step you took. It was slightly frightening, of course. There's always the chance that some wild boar sees you as an opportunity to get a more meat-based diet for a couple days. Or something as simple as wolves, who knows whose territory you might be in?

Minutes pass, safely, and you're getting slightly more comfortable as you're wandering aimlessly forward.
You have to do this. There is ****. This is the path you want to take, so this is what we will do!

Every now and then, the earthy ground changes slightly. Occasionally you step on leafs, other times you're wandering across stones for a while, and sometimes the trees are so densely crowded that you even have to slow down your pace just to get onward. That is, until something jumps out of the bushes and audibly sprints across a few branches before jumping right into your chest! Is this it? Is this how it ends!?

"Meow," a small kitty purrs, looking up at you. What the? You instinctively guide your arms around it to hold it in place -- since its claws were unpleasantly digging into your skin to hold onto you -- but you don't just throw the lil' bugger off...

"Hey there," you whisper softly. He or she must've gotten abandoned somewhere nearby? Colorful fur, bits of black, orange, white... it's like somebody created a character in an online game, clicked randomize once, and then went 'Yup this is perfect.' Still, she looked up at you with huge brown eyes and meekly opened her small mouth again.

"Meow."

"Yes."

As you walk on, you tear off small pieces of the fish you caught earlier and feed it to your new companion. She was awfully hungry and seemed close to starving, it's probably why she wasted no time approaching you. Cats are usually far more shy! If somebody truly abandoned her, then there must be another road or street nearby. The small kitten was already deeply asleep by the time you wandered far enough to hear something. It was noisy, in the distance. Cars? Cars! You rush on ahead, as swiftly as you could go with your bare feet, and soon see the canopy of trees opening up into a much more pleasant view.

The highway!