Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-32004538-20170914023137/@comment-30921738-20170927211036

The already seemingly dead trees continued swinging their dry, black branches at akurle. She kicked one hard, snapping the branch in two. Another raised its root and tried grabbing her, but she jumped onto the roo, then jumped off and stabbed a tree's branch with her stinger. A yellow-ish green glow filled the cracks in the bark, and the branch shiveled up and faded to dust. The dust swirled in the wind before being blown away and disappearing in the dark sky.

Akurle hissed and dug her fangs in another root. The root wrapped around her neck and shoved her to the ground. More root began wrapping around her, until she was completely covered. She hissed loudly and bit a few roots, the poiso sinking in. The roots crumpled up and snapped off.

Another root wrapped itself around her neck and squeezed. The poison-tipped spikes on her neck dun into the root and it shriveled up. She had destroyed enough root to be able to move her tail. She lashed out at another root, slicing it it half with her stinger.

Akurle jumped out of the pile of withered roots and hissed, poison dripping from her long fangs. She waved her stinger above her head as a warning, more poison dripping from it onto her back. The trees lashed out at her. But she was ready, and sliced the branches.