He looked up into the dark branches of the trees.

He led the way in under the huge branches of the trees.

A woman and child were in the low branches of a tree.

And now he sat on a branch of a tree.

I could see them through the branches of a tree.

Death was sitting on a higher branch of the tree.

He looked up at the tree branches above his head.

He moved but a few feet from her to cut several tree branches.

He turned to keep an eye on the tree branch.

She felt eyes from the branches of the trees watching her pass.