Strawberry picking

Catherine stumbled into the strawberry fields, and put her hands on her hips. She huffed, exhausted after running here. She sat on a large boulder, and picked off the strawberrys.

Fenella walked out into the fields, a with a throughly confused expression on her face. She had been heading to the store, which was the closest thing that the camp had to a mall. Now she was standing in a berry field, which had little red strawberries dotting the bushes. The sun was beating down on her as she bent dow and picked a plump berry. She leaves after a bit.