"Okay, Sophie, it's okay. You're in a foreign place, city is it? Yes, that's right, tall buildings and too many people are those horrible city places, okay, but how, maybe I hit my head, yeah, probably, or maybe I'm trapped in a snowdrift currently dying of hypothermia..."

Sophie was muttering anxiously to herself as she tugged at the fur shawl around her shoulders. The sun was bright here, leaving her feeling more than a bit sweaty in her heavy coats and furs, but stripping off would make people notice her, and she was already certain that some portions of the crowd were staring at her and her antlers.

No! No don't focus on that. Deep breaths. Dying in a snowdrift of hypothermia, got it!

"Okay, so, wake up," she mumbled into her shawl, lifting a gloved hand up to yank on her deer ear. It hurt and she yelped - causing some heads to swivel round to stare at her. Sophie turned a brilliant red and hurried away in a brisk power walk, almost erupting into a full blown sprint, and bowed her head as her ears flicked this way and that.

The city was so loud. Too many people. She felt like she was suffocating. Ah what is this? How did she- wake up, please, body. Wake uuuup~

So caught up in her mini freak out, Sophie wasn't watching where she was going. So sorry if she runs right into you! How embarrassing!