Their bodies seemed to operate automatically, and their minds were in turmoil, immersed in terror and fear. Their fight continued until they rolled into a shallow ravine. Lying not far from each other, panting, they looked at the evening sky. The stars were already beginning to appear, but the light of the setting sun was turning the clouds a light red and a little pink. They were naked, tired, hungry, wet, and dirty. All bruised and scratched, but still the main thing is that they came out of the forest. Although the terrain was recognizable, they were about halfway between the villages. It was getting chilly, and the way home was not close. Before going home, they decided to sit and relax for a while. During the break, they apologized to each other, quarreled, reconciled, and complained to each other about their problems. Then, without a word, they climbed out of the ravine, dusted themselves off, and walked in different directions, each to their own house.