"Mnnnnnng," Rosalind moaned sub-audibly while stretching her arms post-sleep, "whooo."

She was awake. Awake? When had she even fallen asleep?

Someone must have drugged her. Yes, yes, they must have-- why else would everything pre-awakening be so fuzzy? "Oh, God," she cried out, "what's happened to me? I am now a recreational drug user!!" She looked around, and found that she had been asleep in a patch of colorful flowers. Very colorful flowers. It must have been a side-effect of the drug some sicko forced her to take, some psychedelic, awful side-effect. "Wh-what if they had their way with me and left me here to die?"

Beginning to panic, Rosalind picked herself up and noticed that she had transformed into her sailor-suited alter ego, Sailor Rosalind. It was a relief! She was in a battle, and this was the ability of some youma! "Oh, what a relief," Rosalind thought while letting a sigh out, "I have retained my virtues." Geeze, her back was sore. Like she had slept on a mattress with a pea beneath it, or something. "Whatever attacked me did not have the decency to put me somewhere comfortable first. The nerve!!" She crossed her arms and gingerly stepped around each flower, so as to not ruin them while finding a path to walk on.

Flipping her hair, she looked around-- there was nothing but greenery to be seen. "Oh, I so wish I knew how to navigate through a forest." As if by magic, three hummingbirds darted in front of her and began to flit around. They were absolutely adorable!! But she needed to stay wary, this could have been the youma for all she knew. "Hello! I am Sailor Rosalind, the Sailor Soldier of Wealth. I shall permit you to guide me through here, but if anything goes wrong, I will have to bounce you like a bad check." There was no way any creature would want to cross her after something so threatening.

So, the hummingbirds zipped around-- in between those trees, through this patch of shrubs, over that babbling brook, between more trees... Rosalind had to stop. In the fairy tales, the whole following-the-woodland creatures deal seemed easy! Deer would hop around and on a linear path-- but these birds didn't make anything easy. "I, I need a break," she gasped, "give me two seconds." Rosalind stretched and felt the urge to yawn, so she indulged. She, of course, rested her eyes while doing so.

... Huh?

No, haha, of course they were hummingbirds. They couldn't have been anything else. Rosalind totally did not just see fangs or anything else horrifying. "U-uhm, teehee, alright, guys... Let's go..." Rosalind followed the birds once more, but could not get the image out of her head. No, it wasn't a cute little Snow White-forest, it was something else.

Hopefully, the birds weren't leading her to a bottomless pit, or something. Maybe they would lead her out. Hopefully.