It was almost impossible for Amberlee to sit still. Even when she was sleeping, she would fidget and race through the clouds in her own personal dreamscape. So it was only natural that the cold and the wind wouldn't stop her from wandering off to find a new adventure. Hanging around the teepee was boring, and not to mention crowded. The scent of all the fires kept burning day and night for warmth stung her nostrils and sank into her hair.
She flicked her thick, braided tail back and forth as she made a path through the undergrowth. It was still early, so the forest was quiet except for the occasional shuffle of a stirring creature here and there, and Amberlee's humming. She made up a happy tune as she went along, skipping now and then.
"Good morning tree! Oh, good more other tree! And you too!" She said suddenly, then giggled. Everything looked the same! Wouldn't it be scary if she was lost? Oh well, she had until dark to find her way. Plenty of time...
