She's getting closer

Thr frog makes a gelded splat on the underbrush as it's dropped, time seems to slow down a little, Goli's mouth seems incredibly dry as she can feel the beat of her heart amplify in her abdomen, like some one was breathing air into and out of her womb in quick succession.

(Caution roll 1d20=12+3=15, success 1/3)

Goli begins searching for water, she searches and searches all day until finding a dry creek bed in this dreadfully hot Forest. It's getting dark now but she notices that the firest had gotten thicker, the trees have changed shape and type, they now have vines hanging from them. She's managed to lose herself in the forest and stumble into a jungle.

So hungry, so hungry now and the thought of finding food actively fights against this unnatural want to dive into water, and through it all Goli's belly had started to grow, it's barely There but there's definitely a firmness about it that wasn't there this morning.