Elliana busied herself with the task of gathering wood a little longer than was strictly necessary, as it gave her some time to herself to collect her thought, as well as allowed her some privacy so everyone could stop staring at her nethers. As she threw another bunch of sticks to the ground, she was startled by a sudden snapping sound and the clang of metal. Looking down, she saw that one of the sticks she had thrown had landed in an animal trap. Bending down to examine it, she found it to be well maintained, and freshly oiled. Curiosity and concern filled her in equal measures; who had placed this here, and more importantly, when would they be back to collect their property.
While Mia and Derek were busy setting camp, digging a fire-pit and trying to arrange the bedrolls so that everyone would be sheltered under the overhang, neither of them noticed the large green splotch in the water moving steadily toward the bathing Castella.
Castella waded out into the water until it was about hip-deep before lowering herself to sit on the sandy bottom. As she washed away the sweat and blood from the earlier battle, she found herself, strangely, growing erect again. Staring down at her hardened manhood, she wondered if perhaps the lake wasn't as pure as it looked. Still, she didn't feel herself being overwhelmed by desire as she had been earlier that day, so she figured she could at least finish a quick scrub before getting out to inform the others. Besides, aside from the awkward boner, the cool water was quite refreshing.
After finishing her rinse, Castella made her way back to the shore to dry off and get dressed. She was about halfway back when she felt her foot sink into something slimy. Gods, had she stepped on a dead fish? Looking down into the water, which was now only knee deep, she let out a yelp when she saw what she had stepped in; a large patch of sticky green slime. Slime that was steadily creeping up her leg.