Board Thread:Talkplays/@comment-7637833-20141108052650/@comment-5456040-20141108055228

She flinched a bit at the high pitched whistle, though continued towards him. The rabbit watched the grison take an image of the tree, a bit less hostile after hearing his words. At least someone appreciated plants. Though, that didn't mean that she'd allow him to travel further into the forest.

The rabbit raised a hand, commanding the tree's root to wrap around his left leg and lift him up into the air.