High above the bustling, dark forest floor of Southeast Asia, in the breezy, sun-dappled canopy, lived a Sunda Flying Lemur named Sora.

Sora glided gracefully through the sky, her long, sharp claws ready to grip the new tree. Thwack! She landed silently on the opposite trunk, immediately scurrying into the shadows, a habit that kept her safe from predators like the harpy eagle.

Rainforests have four distinct layers: the emergent, canopy, understory, and forest floor.

She climbed to the highest branch of her tree, looking for tasty tender leaves, young shoots, and soft flowers. The air was humid, and the forest smelled of damp earth and blooming orchids.

Sora was not actually a lemur, and she could not fly, but she was a master of the air. During the day, she clung tightly to the bark of a massive dipterocarp tree, her mottled brown and grey fur blending perfectly with the lichen-covered bark. She was a master of camouflage, sleeping the day away while the noisy, diurnal parrots and monkeys took over the canopy.

These forests absorb carbon dioxide and produce a large portion of the world's oxygen.

The Black Howler Monkey makes noises that can be heard up to two miles away.

As the sun began to set, turning the sky a deep orange behind the rainforest layer, Sora woke up. It was time to eat.