Through the woods

As the stream winds through the canyon, you slowly make your way up. You are thankful that you are least still have your boots - without those you would barely be able to make any progress at all along the slick rocks and patches of muddy ground. Under your breath you curse the loss of your top. You keep one arm tight against your chest, making sure your freed breasts do not spill all over the place and tip you off balance. With your free arm held out you hop from one firm step to the next. Your casual pace means you can take your time to enjoy the scenery, taking in the sounds of birds chirping, the water flowing, and the little forest creatures gathering around the water source.

You still pay close attention to the path you are following, keeping an eye out for any way that might join up with the path you fell from earlier. You want to get back as quickly as possible but you also don't want to waste time potentially following a dead end, so you only take a quick peek at many of these side paths.

Eventually, however, you run into a distinct fork in the road. A large, obvious path branches off from the stream to your right, and the stream itself hooks around to the left. The safe bet would be to just keep following the stream, but if you take the chance on the right path, you may get back to your friends.