She shakes her head, but her neck wavers, her head throbbing from the effort. "Is just..... a very rare tree, is important......" She breathes heavily as she talks obviously exhausted. "Please give it back." She reaches a hand up lazily, her head still wavering and her eyes fluttering. The whole scene looked dark around the edges as she tried to focus on the sapling that kept her alive, and the increasingly threatening man before her. The effort of making the trees move sapped most of her power, her walking stick losing it's living glow and reverted back to a mere dead branch. She almost fell backwards completely laying down but barely kept her head and outreached arm up.