Climb a tree to get her bearings

Viviana looked around her and saw a sturdy pine tree with low hanging branches. She could climb it and see if perhaps the view could help her gain her bearings. As she climbed, the rough bark of the pine tree scraped her body. The sensation wasn’t altogether unwelcome, but an anxiety in the back of her mind began to grow. If she could feel the pine tree, what else might be able to pass her wards?

From the top, the view was, she had to admit, beautiful. Trees glowed in the sunset light as far as the eye could see. She looked around for signs of life, hoping against hope that she might see something.