Damn it, Yuffie had gotten lost, wandering away from cloud and the others. She was in a alrge forest, a forest full of brambles as was evident by the tears in her tan shorts, which still managed to hang tightly to her luscious young ass. Her black top was also torn, so that not only did her midriff show as it always did, but one could catch glimpse of her simple white cotton bra. Her panties though not visible were similar to her bra, simple white, and leaving a lot to the imagination. She knew this forest was famous for the particularly huge great malboros who called it home. She also knew she couldn't hope to fight a regualr malboro alone, let alone a great malboro. She heard a rustling in the trees and began to run, unfortuantely, as often happened to the perky young ninja, she didn't look where she was going and was tripped by a root.