Arialla ducked as objects began to fall from the canopy. It did occur to her, briefly, to try to grab one, if only to see what it was -- but her partial shift made the decision for her: eagle's talons might be suited to grabbing branches, but if she tried to pick up an object, she'd skewer it. Better to keep her head down and just keep climbing -- dodging the projectiles as necessary. She'd come this far by keeping her eyes on the goal, staying free of distractions; she didn't intend to let herself get sidetracked now. Whatever was at the top of this tree was clearly more important than the things falling out of it.
Arialla dodges the falling objects on her way to the top.
please don't take my sunshine away
