Morningside Cuesta and i can touch the sky

the girl really ought not to be doing this. 
she swayed dangerously on the lowest branch of the biggest tree she could find. it had taken her many, many tries to get up there, and she boasted a medley of bruises to prove it. the limb creaked dangerously beneath her, her paws struggling for grip on the gnarled bark, yet her heart raced with adrenaline and excitement. perhaps, along with being and adventurer, she was also a bit of an adrenaline junkie- yet she wasn't stupid, staying within shouting distance of the group. 

tail lashing in the manner of a cat, her fiery gaze fell on the next highest branch- and wondered just how badly she'd like to get up there. and, in the rear of her thoughts, if it was really a wise decision for wolves to be climbing trees.

maybe @Sunny, or someone she has yet to meet?