Mathew
*Chair would side step a bit to his right to make it so the child wouldn't be able to jump on him, making the child land in the mud if he tried to, after that chair would say in a slightly angry tone*
``try to jump or get on me and i'll burn you and this wholle forest down to ashes... And no, i didn't see anyone exept you two creeps in those woods,now if you excuse me i'm gonna leave, i got better things to do than to talk whit people that where stalking me and trying to jump into me.``
*After this short talk chair would turn back and continue walking the way he was going, hopping not getting stalked again.*
Josephine
Bursting with boundless energy the young buck threw himself forward planning to land belly first atop the cranky old hunk of sentient wood. Fithoras' lungs exploded with simple childish delight proclaiming through his throat "Ha ha! I shall tame thee wild beast, hitherto this place I shall discover!" His legs hunched downward as he pounced forward like a cat attempting to throw himself atop the chairs' cushion, only for his body to be thrown into the dirt a gorgeous array of mud flew through the air spreading like little rained droplets those who stood near the explosive youths' antics would surely be doused in flecks of wet sloppy earth. Fithoras' whole face was soiled by the dirt as he lifted himself he would only make matters worse as he shook himself like a dog, causing droplets of dirt to ricochet off of his fluffy white locks something slipped from his hood a fat thick ponytail one which trailed down toward the 4' 7" Scamps thighs. The thick rope of hair was bundled together by silver bracers keeping them tucked together as tight as a croset hugging around someone's body, instead of sounds of despair the boy was giggling he found getting dirty a utter delight his body would instantly bound back up those eyes' glittering with childish merriment upon the chair. "You art slippery as a floundering carp gasping for air! Heh heh, t'would seem I am thee one whomst got to revel in the dirt like a hog, I shall catch you yet and we shall see whomst gets roasted!" 

Silly boy he was utterly absent toward the legitimacy of the chairs' threat, he thought this was no more than some form of delightful game. Why as the self absorbed furniture proclaimed they were stalking him Fithoras' giddy

Expression melted away feigning a look which seemed to shout he was utterly lost. "Nay t'was naught thee t'witch mine bare toes slapped thee earthen floor fore, t'was mine friend a white creature brimming with wooly delight he tis likely one of thine flock you doth seek! Yes we should save thee kindly lamb he perchance trotted where thee magical chair doth plod his hooves." The boy soaked cared not if he was dripping in earth he seemed far more eager to hunt the sheep which he had been chasing through the woods, but he paused taking a moment to glimpse his lifeless grey eyes cross Equilas' injuries she seemed hurt akin toward his father coming home. "Gosh your body tis laced with crimson brambles... Much like mine pappa dragging his feet upon our stoop, t'what happened truly? A skirmish mayhaps like thee ones depicted in fables eld..." He paused taking a good moment to think something popped inside his skull making him jump as he proclaimed. " O' mayhaps we should traverse back to ensure thee other wooly friends art well!"
Francisco
*(( sjsjs Fithoras is so wholesome, i must adopt ))*