A voice broke through the quiet.
"Look out belooooow!"
Whump. Rustle rustle. Snnnnap! Whump!A shadow fell from the branches of a nearby tree, landing with a crash in the underbrush. There was a faint, muffled groan from where the shadow had landed. Something rose gradually, appearing at first like the wobbly silhouette of a blob, before it straightened up and revealed itself to be a human. A young man, in fact, with twigs sticking out of his hair, and goodness knows what other assorted debris.
"Ahhh, that really hurt..." He was rubbing a spot on his rump, which had borne most of his weight in that final slam into the ground, though his shoulder was giving his hindquarters a good run for their money in terms of pain. He'd taken two whole branches on that arm. Still, looking himself over, he was relieved to see that it was only scratches and bruises--- even if some of the scratches and bruises looked rather dire. Nothing was broken, as far as he could tell, though he probably wouldn't be able to keep wearing this shirt for much longer.
He didn't catch sight of the passer-by until the last minute, when he was just about to step onto the trail himself. "Oh," he said, and froze. Looks like there was someone to warn about his unplanned descent after all. His eyes darted down to his ragged clothes and the leaves clinging to him. "Oh," he said again. "Um. Hello. You wouldn't happen to have a band-aid, would you?"