Beautiful itsn't it?

The ivory woman had never been to the weeping woods. She had only ever heard of the willow trees that seemed to be crying. Some said it was beautiful others said it was a waist of their time. Always she would reply with, I'll take your word for it, as she was typically more interested in stalking or killing. Today, however, she decided to do some exploring.

When she arrived at the weeping woods her paws were frozen in place. She had never seen a willow tree before now, and if she had to describe them on the spot she would have said they were beautiful trees. She couldn't help but wonder what they looked like in the winter.

Finally, after taking in the sight, she went to the base of one of the large drooping willows and looked up. The branches were twisted, tangled and just as droopy looking as the leaves hanging from them. One branch was low enough for her to jump on and on another higher up were two squirrels chasing one another. In the next tree she found a birds nest and in the two after that she found hollowed out holes where a raccoon or an owl may have lived at some point.

Most if not all of the trees had branches low enough and thick enough for her to jump onto. A few of them, she found, even had branches large enough to hold her higher up as well. She debated multiple times on climbing the trees, she had decided on no every time except for one. It was the largest willow she had found so far and it had an opening in the leaves where she could look out and see the tops of a few smaller trees that surrounded it. It was there that she decided to rest for a while.