"Yeah!!! I'm gonna go to the island first, but do you wanna come back to our camp? The forest spirit is there, and my brother's put up some buildings as protection against the monsters, and there isn't water there yet but I could dig a pool." 

{that would be lovely!}

"Awesome! Do you want a coat? I got one for the forest spirit and they like it a lot. I don't have one for you yet but I could get one when it's dark again!"

{oh! i'm not sure something so fluffy would stand up to being swum in...}

"Hmm, you're right. Maybe I can find something else. Or Wilbur can make it. Wilbur's my brother." 

{there are plenty of wearable things in the world!}

"I think he made armor...actually maybe I should have tried to wear the armor, since things fit me here." 

{do things not fit you normally?} the spirit wonders, with apparent sincerity.

"Where I'm from people can't make things that magically fit anyone, they have to make things that are shaped like people. And I'm not shaped like most people." 

{how strange! and so much less convenient!}

"It's much less convenient! I've never been able to wear clothes before." 

{well, I'm glad you can wear them now! do you want to go back for the armour, or go look at the trees first?}

"Go look at the trees. I haven't run into anything that could really hurt me outside the blood forest. The forest spirit also mentioned screaming forest, so if I see that I won't go in there without armor either, but aside from that I don't think I need armor." 

The water spirit bobs cheerfully. There is a tiny splash. {all right, let's go, then!}

"Okay! Wanna ride on my back?" 

{okay!}

It hops onto a tentacle and climbs up.

Eeeeeee cute cute cute. 

Tentacles acting as propellers, she scoots herself and the spirit over to the other island with all the really tall trees. 

"I'm gonna climb one," she decides when they reach shore. 

{wow! they're so tall!} It bounces a little.

"They're so tall. It's awesome." She holds onto the little spirit so it doesn't fall off as she climbs the enormous tree. 

The little spirit clings to her tentacle with its little blobby arms and makes ocean noises that translate to {ooooooh} as she ascends.

Eventually she reaches the top. 

What a magnificent view. 

She gazes over as much of this island as she can see. Are there screaming trees? 

It's sort of hard to tell!

The island is shaped sort of like a rounded blobby triangle. Most of the southern third or so, especially the west end, is covered in grassland; there's a hill with a pond and a river, almost due north of her along the western edge, but this one instead of being snowy is covered in jungle. The rest of the island south of the river is covered in forest, and north of the river the jungle gives out into a broad stretch of sandy shore, and then north of that is... something hazy and foreboding, in shades of dark purple-grey. If it's screaming, she can't hear it from all the way over here.

Most of the island is pretty straightforwardly visible from the top of this tree, but something might be going on in the shadow of that jungly hill, and there are enough other enormous trees nearby to partly block her view of the rest of the grassland. She'd have to explore a little if she wanted a complete picture.

Hmm.

"Do you know what that is?" she asks, pointing at the purple-grey. 

{I think it's a shadow forest.}

"And that's the one with the screaming trees?"