As Poko trudged along the leaf-ridden forest floor, she began to notice the trees thinning out a bit and the ground becoming rockier than it had been previously. She decided she should probably check her surroundings; she made her way to the closest tree, her purple and white creature drifting along the breeze as he followed her till he was hovering just above where she now stood. Before them was a large redwood tree, that seemed to have been here for at least a century, its trunk incredibly think around the base. Poko scanned it, looking for the most ideal way up its branches. Once she had decided upon the route, she simply pushed the air under her, propelling her up into the closest of the thick branches she had selected for this path, as soon as she landed Poko repeated the process till she found herself fairly close to the top of the old tree.
From this position she had an ideal view; the tree she had selected had indeed been a great choice as it stood higher than the majority of others in the area. She scanned over the treetops noticing a large mountain range to one side of the forest, and a lake in the opposite direction. She sat down on the branch, allowing her legs to swing as they pleased while contemplating where she should go.
Meanwhile Zephyr had followed his master upwards, simply skittering through, avoiding the branches and finding himself next to her. He brushed up against Poko, who pet his back without looking in his direction, her eyes transfixed on some movement coming from the direction of the mountains. She couldn’t quite tell what it was, but this only intrigued her more. Should she head to the mountains to check out what it was? Or go to the lake and maybe set up camp there? She tilted her head left and right trying to decide. She had gotten so used to her companions deciding the path for her lately that it seemed strange to have to make the choice herself.
Zephyr in the interim had made himself quite comfortable on the branch, curling up and almost drifting off to sleep as the sun shone on his back. Suddenly his master leapt from the branch she had been sitting on and spiralled down towards the ground below them, Zephyr sulked, but forced himself up to follow Poko, he couldn’t very well leave his favourite being alone.
Poko felt the air rush past her, she loved the feeling of falling, just before she hit the ground she forced a burst of air from her hand towards the forest floor, slowing her descent and landing almost silently upon her feet. She brushed a couple twigs and leaves that had got caught in her long, golden locks with her fingertips before heading off towards the mountains. She had decided that it would be best to investigate after all, just in case someone was in need of her help.