King Elk Forest Hurry up, we are dreaming!

"Wasting no time Paul agreed, he charged up to the tree to do the deed," Wraen stiffled laughter that was building up in her chest. No matter, how old, smart and intelligent you were, you could not ignore toilet jokes and those that go beneath the waist. Not that she had meant it that way, just noticed that, perhaps, her innocent choice of words might have a double meaning. 

"Up and up, and up he climbed, broke the branches and never whined," she went on, now keeping her face straight. "And once he got to the corivd's nest, he appeared to be a little stressed," this time she went slower. Something big was brewing, but the words did not come as easy as the picture before her eyes. "What Paul had not realized, but clearly knew now, he was afraid of heights and those pesky crows," here you have it. Get him out of that situation!