Actually, if you can show me where you got yours that'd be great! I have my own basket around here somewhere...

[She's now looking around for it, very confused. Had she lost her grip on it after being pounced and now it was lying on the ground, maybe?

Her eyes saw something out of place in a nearby tree and she looked up... and groaned. Apparently her flailing arms had somehow tossed it up into the embrace of a nearby birch.]

Oh great. Getting that down's going to be a pain in the neck.