Hope move about the lake searching for the highest tree she could hide in. She did miss being able to fly and enjoy the experience of being so high up from the world and its usual mundane issues, but since the ban she had found other creative and adrenaline pumping ways to escape.

She shivered against the sudden chill but shook it off as just a normal change in the season and found the perfect perch. Jumping with a good push, she grabbed the lowest hanging branch, and with ease pulled herself into the tree. With light steps and quick work, she found herself among the slimmest of limbs, and when content with the height she had achieved, placed herself comfortably on the sturdiest one she could find.

With careful steady work she pulled from her bag a book and settled in for what would be another average day doing nothing.