Clover leans on a branch.
CLOVER: You worry too much, Sorrel.

CLOVER: I may not have a plan but I know it's safe enough to--

The ground beneath Clover crumbles and, in a panic, she grabs hold of the vines to stop herself.
CLOVER: ACK!!

Nervously, she hangs from the vine.
CLOVER: S-see? I'm prepared for any danger...!

An enormous canid-like creature rears in from out-of-frame to bite her, engulfing most of her body as it does so. Clover is startled.
SFX: CHOMP!