Chasidy Uchiha

It had happened again. Sort of. She hadn't run out of gas this time, but the ATV might as well have had an empty tank for all the more use it was to her right now. The four-wheeler was sitting at an angle, its two left wheels and the undercarriage resting on muddy terrain, while the two right wheels hung down in a rut that was a little too deep for the small vehicle to traverse. No matter how hard she rocked the ATV or stomped the gas, Chassidy couldn't free it from its muddy prison.

"Dammit!" The teen cursed, swiping a muddy hand across her face to brush aside lengths of raven black hair, now speckled with the same brown mire that obscured her once blue and white sneakers. The lower half of her jeans were also plastered, and her thin jean-jacket sported a heavy freckling of mud, thanks to the spray sent up by the wheels.

Chassidy huffed in frustration and took a moment to observe her surroundings. She was a good eight miles down the Slough, with no house in sight, and an endless stretch of yellow and orange leafed trees crowding either side of the road. "No wolves, at least." She murmured to herself, and subconsciously reached for the little packets of juicy fruits in her jacket pocket. The same hand then switched pockets, going for her jeans to pull out her phone, realizing now that she had to concede defeat and call her dad for help... and admit that she'd disobeyed him again.

The girl's dark eyes went wide when her fingers failed to find the phone. She reached for the other side, but it too was empty. Her heart suddenly racing, Chassidy looked wildly around, hoping that it had merely slipped out and was laying on the ground near by. But no luck. She circled the ATV once, then twice, then looked down the road. Had it fallen out earlier...?