Hanging around (open)

Pandora felt very comfortable in the forest, its darkness shadowing over her like a comforting blanket which was why she was now climbing one of the trees, the moonlight dancing on her pale skin. She went onto one of the stronger branches, hanging off it from her knees and let out a gentle sigh. Being her was hard due to how odd her emotions varied and it made her tired which she usually isn't so happy to admit. She started to sing after sitting normally on the branch. It was rare for her to sing but this..odd sombre mood she was seemed to call for it.