Uraraka's POV
I watched Toga scan the area before sprinting deeper into the trees. I followed behind her but she was quite a bit faster then me. She kept looking around for anyone who could cause us trouble. She suddenly stopped, leaves flying up under her, and ducked behind a true. As soon as my hands touched the bark, Snipe meandered across our path. Immediately after he was gone, Toga stepped forward, quickly stopping as leaves crunched under her. She backed up as a bullet flung leaves into the air not far from where we were. We wouldn't be going anywhere if we tried to move now. Toga began searching the ground, gently replacing leaves one at a time. She grabbed a small stone and hurled it away from us. The rustle of leaves was swiftly followed by another bullet. Any more gunshots and someone was bound to come running. Toga stood on her tiptoes and grabbed the closest branch. She tugged it lightly and it bowed slightly. She let it go and grabbed another, once again tugging it and once again, it bowed down. She kept grabbing branches until one didn't bend. Her face lit up and she pulled it a lot rougher. It didn't move. I watched her pulled herself up and sit. She stood up, gaining her balance and repeated her process. I watched her make her way into the top of the tree and look down at me. She nodded for me to come up to her and so I pushed my fingers together and made my way up. I reached the top, muttering 'release', and dropped next to Toga. I stared at her, hoping she had more to her plan then climb a tree. She grabbed a thin branch and snapped it off, breaking it down into multiple smaller pieces. She handed me half of them and tossed one like she had the stone. As expected, a loud gunshot followed. She kept throwing them in the same general direction and each was followed by a gunshot. I had no clue what her plan was. If it was to get him to attract the other heroes, it was a terrible plan. After a good amount of sticks had been thrown, she nodded to me, signalling for me to do the same. I grabbed one of mine and tossed it in the same direction. Once again, the gunshot followed. At this point I was convinced her plan was to have fun, jump down and get shot. We kept throwing the sicks until the other heroes arrived. This was definitely a terrible plan, if it even was a plan.
