Taryn acknowledged them with a grin, before finding her own tree. Flying up, she investigated it. If she wanted to, she could hop right on over to Suki's tree, or jump down to squash Abbey if she wanted to. No, squashing Abbey would not be good. Taryn found a large, sturdy branch, and almost a crater in the crook, perfect for someone her size and impossible to fall out. There was even a branch overtop, if Taryn wanted a place to put her backpack. Spreading out a brown animal pelt so that it covered over her spot and camoflaged her, she crawled into her new crook, smiling. This is as good as her old place, if not better.
This is the visual of Taryn's new treetop home. Quick sketch.
