[P] Try to get her bearings

Nezihe picked herself up, leaning against a tree for support. She was weak from the wave of magic that had warped her to another location in the forest. She tried to get her bearings but the trees were just too thick. Looking up, she could see the sun high above her and realized it was now almost noon as well. And she had an idea.

The girl wrapped her arms around a tree and began to climb, hoping to get a better read on her situation from above.