There was a gentle laugh as the blonde agreed with her. At least Hazel knew she wouldn't be alone in this en-devour. Someone would be able to assist her in her time of need.
Nerves started to prick at the back of her neck and run down to her fingertips the more she stood and stared at the tree. Surely it couldn't have been that tall, could it? Everything was taller when you were only mere inches from the ground. So how bad could it be if you were just over five foot? Chewing on the inside of her cheek, Hazel silently wished she was able to just transform into her natural self and scamper up the tree. This would have made the entire situation over a thousand times better.
But the blonde would have panicked and possibly fainted. Or ran screaming.
It was hard telling with some people.
Hazel eyes focused on the blonde when she openly wished she could fly, and the slightest trace of a smile peeked at the corner of her lips. "That would make this a lot easier, wouldn't it?" Flying was something she secretly wanted to be able to do as well, but as a squirrel the closest she got was gliding. But still, flying!
Rolling her shoulders once more, she gave another assuring nod; more for herself and for the blonde before her. Nerves were not something she needed to be thinking about right now. That was something she should have encountered on large orders that had less than a twenty-four hour due date. Not climbing a tree.
Glancing down as the blonde removed her gloves, Hazel felt a sinking feeling in her stomach. She would really have to remove her boots, at least for the sake of the girl's hands. "Yeah. Just a boost. I can get a running start if you stand just a few ways from the base of the tree." That should be good enough. Just don't do anything overly extravagant. Slipping her hands from her own gloves, she stuffed them in her coat pockets before she started to shuffle her feet together. "I'm gonna make a makeshift path though. So there's less drag against my feet, ya know?"
Making her way back to her original spot, she leaned over and started pulling her jeans up. "This would be so much easier without pants on..," she muttered to herself as she worked on unzipping the boots from her calf. Keeping her foot in the protection of said boot, she worked on the other one before straightening up. "Alright. I'll try and make this fast. Once I get up there, coming back down won't be a problem." I hope.
Laughing, she shuffled her feet a little before inhaling deeply as she pulled her legs out of her boots. "Haaaaa-zel. Whoo, that's kinda cold!" A louder laugh escaped her lips and she shook her head, holding her arms out to assure the girl, Tamzin as she introduced herself, that she was alright. "Hazel, sorry." Again she laughed. She had to have looked so ridiculous right about now. "Don't worry about a thing. I'll be alright. Friends say I could have been a squirrel in a past life!" In reality she was still a squirrel- just stuck in a human body.
Inhaling once more, she closed her eyes to steel herself before snapping them open with her exhale. "Alright! Here I come!"
Pushing off with her right foot, she made sure to inhale through her nose to keep her lungs from suffering too much. Her soles cried out in displeasure with each step she took, but her scarf was calling her name. She needed to get it. One of her girl's got it for her. It was precious. Gathering speed, she waited until the right moment to take her leap, bending her leg up as she readied herself to help launch herself up.
Seconds seemed to flash by her as her foot made contact with the Tamzin's hands, and she wasted no time in shooting herself upward, arms outstretched as she kept her eyes on the goal.
Life seemed to run so slow as her mind played tricks on her. The branch seemed to move further away the closer she got, and it wasn't until her fingertips brushed against the bark that she latched tightly onto the fridgid bark. A squeak echoed through the air as she held onto the branch for dear life, her weight pulling on her arms. "G-got it!" With a grunt, she kicked at the air before her damp socks made contact with the tree before she managed to shimmy herself onto the branch.
Breathing heavily, she sat upon the branch in a straddling position, her heart racing in her chest as her cheeks grew warm with the sudden movement. Leaning over, she waved down to the blonde below her. "Made it! See? Told you we'd be okay!" Lifting her head, she could see the scarf just a few branches away.
"Now I just have to get it...."