"Here."

Selina woke with a start as an apple bounced off her cheek. "Ow!" She didn't even realize she'd been asleep. The sunlight was streaming into the makeshift room from nearly every direction and Catwoman pried her eyes open to figure out what had just happened.

"Breakfast. For you." Poison Ivy gestured to the red apple that might very well leave a bruise on the brunette's face.

"Thanks." Catwoman grumbled as she sat up, ignoring the soreness in her back. "Where's Harley?"

"Checking the traps. She promised she could do it without getting herself killed." Ivy was curt, looking nervously at the ground below them.

Selina took a bite out of the apple. "What traps?"

"I've been digging pits in the ground since I got here. I cover them and when a person falls in, the tree roots bind them until they suffocate." Ivy said, pride evident on her face.

"What did you dig them with?" Selina asked as she hungrily continued to devour the fruit. She hadn't realized she was starving.

"A shovel." Ivy answered plainly. "We were allowed to bring one weapon, I brought a shovel." She let out a relieved sigh when Harley's blonde head bobbed back into view.

"How practical of you." Selina grunted. "I take it none of the traps can be very far away, since you still have to control the tree roots."

Ivy nodded. "I can do a quarter mile in any direction. Had I been able to bring specimens from home, they would have moved on their own accord, but these trees don't know me."

Selina heard Harley grab onto the vine below them and in another moment she was pulling herself through the hole in the floor. "Nobody last night." The blonde announced.

Pamela sighed, helping the younger woman to her feet. "I know there are two other selections in the forest."

"Who?" Catwoman asked, she wished she had another apple.

"I can't say who or exactly where they are." Ivy explained. "As far as I can tell, the forest is about six miles wide and both individuals are too far away for me to pinpoint their location."

"And Red likes to play where they come to her." Harley grinned. "That's how I found'er. I fell into one of those pesky pits and Red's babies were chokin' me and I got a bunch'a splinters all ovah but then my bestest BFF here…" she pulled Ivy into her vice grip. "Came n' bailed me out!"

"I didn't know it was her." Ivy assured Selina with an expression nearing embarrassment.

"Good for you." Selina nodded at Harley, aware that the story could have had a very different ending if Ivy had arrived any later. "I went through the trees."

"Smart woman." Ivy separated from Harley.

"Hey!" Harley complained. "Are you guys makin' fun a me?"

"You said you can't pinpoint their location exactly, but can you get a gist for a general direction?" Catwoman asked, ignoring Harley.

"Yes." Ivy tuned Harley out as well. "One stays in the northern quadrant. They seem to be relatively sedentary. The other is constantly moving, and quickly too."

Selina furrowed her brow. "North…that's towards the lake, right?"

Ivy nodded. "My guess? They sleep in the trees at the edge of the forest so they have quick access to water. They're powerful, whoever they are. I was initially dropped at the lake and was involved in two altercations almost instantaneously. Whoever this is has been camped out there for a while and survived, so they're clearly confident in their abilities."

"And how do we get water?" Catwoman wanted to know.

"From the trees!" Harley couldn't stand being silent any longer. "Red gave me this lil' thingy that I knock inta the trunk and water comes out."

"A spile." Pamela reminded her.

"A spile." Harley repeated, liking the feel of the word in her mouth.

"There used to be a small underground spring, but other selections kept infringing on my territory so I poisoned it. It's still safe for me to ingest, but even with Harley's immunities I didn't feel comfortable, so for right now, you two will only drink from the spiles."

Selina nodded in understanding. "So what do you do during the daylight?"

"What *don't* we do." Harley winked flirtatiously, prompting an eye roll from Ivy.

"We wait, mostly." The redhead answered seriously. "For someone to come to us."

"And what if they don't?" Selina asked. "Are you planning to just live here forever?"

"This is how I play the game." Ivy told her matter-of-factly. "If you want to go all commando, be my guest. But this is how you survive."

"You don't gotta be mean, Red." Harley interjected.

"You mean this is how you subsist." Catwoman corrected, once again ignoring Harley. "How long has it been since you caught someone in one of your traps?"

"Three days." Harley answered for Ivy who was glaring at the brunette in front of her. "That's when we got Hatter."

"Well, The League is probably wising up. They're dropping people further away from you." Selina wasn't a fan of the look on Ivy's face, but she pressed on. "And who knows how many more selections are out there. Maybe it's just those two in the forest, maybe there's 20 more in the mountains. Either way, you're eventually going to have to go check it out if you ever want to get home."

Ivy scoffed. "Well if you're so gung-ho, why don't you check it out yourself? I'm not the only one with legs."

"Mom, dad…stop fighting!" Harley looked like she was about to pull her hair out. "I think you're both real pretty."

Ivy was scowling at the blonde now too. Harley had clearly meant for that joke to diffuse the situation, but her beauty was not something that Ivy took lightly.

"Oops!" Harley smiled sweetly and battled her eyelashes, pulling on her most endearing expression. "But you're the prettiest, Red. See?" She kissed her on the cheek. "Kitty don't get a kiss."

"Yeah, and I don't want one, either." Catwoman assured them. "You know I'm right, Ivy. Don't be petulant."

"I am not petulant!" Ivy growled. "I would just rather not die, thank you very much."

"Look…" Selina adopted a more calming tone. "I'm not saying we should leave immediately…I'm just saying, there are three of us now…we can afford to play a little offense."