C10 Chapter 10
Scet pushed forward along the branch. It was a sprawling wide limb, with thick gnarled bark. His bare feet found holds with ease, and, surprisingly, even at this height, it felt more as though he was walking along a path on the ground than nearly fifty feet in the air.
He tilted his head in consideration. He had never been so comfortable with heights before. Most Shifters he knew abhorred them