Bianca took her pocket knife sharpened to a lethal point and removed leaves and small branches from the larger branch she had found. When she was finished it would be perfect for walking up the increasing incline. As she worked on the stick Bianca listened to the waking jungle. Birds and other animals chattered and moved about the trees and brush surrounding the trail. Her brow furrowed as she thought of the trail. It was very well defined, not what you usually see when animals meandered through a forest. It was about 4 feet wide and it appeared to be free of stones, sticks or other unsafe obstacles. Bianca shook her head and smiling she mentally chider herself; "a monkey safety patrol, right?"