Something intriguing

With no bearing and no idea where she was and how she got here, Danae set off to find anything that would give her a clue.

While wandering through the forest it didn't take long for her senses to pick up on something, and she parted some of the twigs to get a view of what she stumbled upon.

Not far from her position she could see an Ork walk through the forests, a wooden club in hand, with only sparse clothing to cover him, but more than she had at the moment. She could make out wounds on his body, but Danae thought it wiser to hide and not engage with the wounded creature. While watching him walk away she couldn't help but give credit to his defined shape and muscles body.
She was naked and who knows what would have happened if he had seen her...
Before her mind could wander any further she decided to go the opposite direction and leave the encounter behind her.

While traversing further she came upon a mossy spot wher esome mushrooms sprouted. She had seen those before and knew at least they were edible, but what alchemical value they held further she didn't recall.

With nothing athand she plucked a few ofthem from the ground and held them in her hands while going on.

After a while she came upon a point of interest. In a clearing she found a pond, carefully arranged stones on its edge and statues, withered under the weather and overgrown with greens around it.

The scenery piqued her interest enough to make her drop her mushrooms and grab a stick to carefully remove the moss from part of the statutues.

But even so, she was unable to determine the culture that left these stone monuments behind. The physical labour had made her sweaty and hungry so she decided to cool of in the pond. She dipped her foot in it before walking into it and sitting in the cool water, enjoying the luxury for a bit.

She grabbed a mushroom she had put on a stone on the shore and took a few bites, it wasn't a meal but it was enough to stave of hunger for now.
While floating in the pool her mind wandered again, to the strange forest, the ork and her own place in all this.
What if something would to come onto the clearing right now... she imagined the ork, coming to this clearing to clean his wounds and how he would happen upon the nude elven maiden in the pond. Would he be rough or gentle when he touched her...
As her mind played out the scene to her liking, her hand slid between her legs, touching her lips and slipping just between them. Danae couldn't help but let out a slight moan, enjoying the touch she hadn't felt in a while. But before this would get anywhere she reflected upon her situation and decided this wasn't the time or the place to indulge in such intimate pleasures. She left the pond and used the air and fire runes she knew to dry off before she looked on to the treeline, thinking about what to do next.