So she was leaving? Maybe no. She couldn't leave and so she had been in the forest for a long time trying to work out whether or not she should actually take her fathers advice or whether she should stay put. Either way the trees created shelter and shade and she had been more then comfortable staying in them.
She got up from where she had been laying and stretched a little before walking to the border of the tree line. Here she could see quite a bit and today she needed to hunt but the sun was too high. She wasn't about to hunt in the heat, she hated being too hot, she would much rather just laze about and hunt at dusk.