nails gouge into the trunk of the tree they perch in, a soft but tense whisper being passed to the scout across from her. “I don’t mean to be a bother, but why are we up so high?” she could hear her family now all laughing and chuckling, declaring how would she be the best if she could barely get above the ground. damn them, she was here wasnt she? even if she was clinging to the trees bark as if it were going to keep her from dropping twenty feet if she stepped wrong.
“ do you usually find yourself comfortable up this high?” the question is almost sarcastic but it doesnt come across, no in fact the sarcasm drops between the very branches they perch on. she was not the kind to turn down a challenge and damn her fear she would endure any torture, to make a point. her heart thrummed heavily in her chest ribs echoing the beats, as she slowly squats to sit upon the more than sturdy branch. “now that you have me up here, i dont quite know how you’ll get me down.”
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