Timestamp: 25th of Winter 512 AV
Ayanna was getting sick of this city. Sure it was better than some of the places she had been in, but still being looked at suspiciously by nearly every person you saw, and that was one of the better expressions for a Symenestra to receive, grated on someone pretty badly. Several days in Ayanna had noticed she could enter and leave the city without too much trouble and had found the Bronze Woods, she had made a habit of going to it often. At least there she didn't have people sneering at her, or making rude gestures and comments. Or asking cruel questions about her family and body.
Here she could forget for a little bit that she was hated by most and distrusted by the rest.
So Ayanna had made her way out towards the woods in the early morning, when the sunlight was weak. It was actually still dark when she headed out, but to her it was a perfectly reasonable light outside.
She reached the woods with little trouble, no people tried to stop her or make fun of her, there wasn't really too many people out. She kept her hood down until she passed the gate, best to not make the guards or knights suspicious. She stood no chance against them if they decided she was suspicious enough to confront. She glided through the streets though like a ghost, anyone watching her would have a hard time figuring out if her feet actually touched the earth.
So Ayanna made her way to the woods unhindered, gliding like a spirit over brush and brambles, stopping a few times to pick plant life off her clothes before resuming her walk, she kept fairly close tot eh road until she got within view of the woods, which was where she headed off in a different direction. She had to pass a few trees before she could climb into one, she wanted to be close enough to other trees that she could simply walk or jump to another branch, she could traverse deeply into the woods in this manner and most hunters didn't notice her. Luckily she had yet to run into any of the treetop hunters, but luck doesn't always hold out.
Ayanna scaled the tree with little difficulty even with the light frost still clinging to its body. She didn't even truly bothering with the limbs of the tree for help, her hands stuck to the tree in the manner familiar to any Symenestra and her thin sandals were easy to remove. She did leave a trail of nail indents where she had gripped the tree with her claws to make climbing easier. Ayanna eventually got to the height she wanted, she was much higher than any human would be able to get, her light weight making it possible for the tree to hold her at it's weaker points.
Ayanna lounged in a limb, cuddled in her warm cloak, her feet drawn close to her body for warmth. She looked out at the predawn landscape where birds were beginning to sing their songs and the night creatures were abdicating their land to the day-walkers. The world was coated in the lightest layer of frost, it made the world glisten like stardust had been rained down upon it. It was almost ethereal to look out at the world.
She sighed, content in the high, precarious perch in the darkness. It was almost like home.
She sat there for bells, just enjoying this. Her stomach however wasn't content with that, it wanted food. Making it's displeasure known Ayanna sighed and began to move, with where she was she'd probably end up getting some sort of bird. Seeing as fruit didn't grow in the winter.
Oh well... I gave what I could. 
