Fox's Glade fix me or conflict me, i'll take anything

@Alamar

the low branches of the tree had caught jaime's attention, reminded him of childhood games long cast aside, and the temptation had been too strong to resist. now, maneuvering himself from one branch up to the next, he's starting to question whether it'd been a good idea. he's older now, heavier and not quite so flexible. and damn, this is hard. he pauses after hauling himself up, balance precarious at best, and peers down at the ground. it turns out to be a mistake. the boy topples forward, losing his footing and plummeting to the ground with a thud and a sickening snap. stunned, all he can do for a moment is blink and try to remember how to breathe. the pain hasn't quite set in yet.