She took another bit of her apple, rolling her eyes as he made himself comfortable, yet still spewing his sarcasm. If she wanted she could always just try to strangle him with the aid of her roots, but she wasn't one for conflict, nor did she know the extent his powers would cause. Nothing could happen to her, but should he attempt to destroy her home, and the botanical that made it-<br/>Anything she wanted, huh? With another snap of her apple, she chewed it half way before a small smile finally perked her lips.<br/>"If you mean that, how about we start with you shutting your face." she grinned.<br/>Another bite and she turned away, pulling a smooth stick from the back edge and twisting it within her hair before sticking it still in a sloppy bun. She proceeded to chop a few other things, mostly herbs, and grains after slipping a dull, canvas apron over her smooth neck. Her hands deftly chopped along the table, lifting her hand to wave it near the wall. An old creaking sounded from the corner as the wall came to life, a hearty root ripping its body from outside and through the floor. It slithered toward her spreading and splitting at the end of the table, and extending to her like a hand. She observes, hanging a few of her longer seasonings; basil, thyme, rosemary. They draped from the branches as she looked back and forth from what she continued to chop.<br/>"Oh no-" she bursted under her breath.<br/>She slung the apron off over her neck and let it flop over the counter behind her, trotting away from the cutting table. As she made her way out the door, she slipped a narrow rope from beneath her cape, as the long branch retreated towards the wall - but not before advancing again to lay the herbs flat on the table.<br/>She looked back at him with the door wide, tying the rope tight at her waist.<br/>"I have to feed the kids." she stated.<br/>Without a second look, she hopped from the doorway and around her little hut, leaping even deeper into the thickness of these swapy woods.<br/>It only took a few minutes, but she finally came across a small meadow. It was no more than several yards across, but the grass was bright and fresh. It was even lit by the sun. Somehow, this small area was perfectly blessed by the suns rays. the canopy above had not overgrown to shade it.<br/>She came to the edge, pulling at the hem of her skirt and tucking it in the rope around her waist. Unlike many of the women these days, she did not care for her knickers, therefore, showing and awfully unsubtle amount of her slender legs. Kneeling at the edge of the short grass, looking deep into the dim lighting across the way. It wasn't long until she heard them - faint rustling not too far. They had been waiting. She smiled and crawled forward, slinking like a cat. Still no words were shared as she slid her hands forward, her butt high in the air as her chest met the ground. Her orbs finally closed, flattening herself and rolling over. With a mild shake in the ground, her arms raised up, palms down in the dirt. A soft, visible breath and the blades below bloomed. They grew taller, thicker, and all around her, the rays of sun catching their explosion of life. She rolled and swept her feet along the ground, flowers and mushrooms bursting where she laid. After a moment, the energy of the meadow lessened as those waiting crept out.<br/>She finally rolled over to her belly, propping herself up on her elbows and bending her knees to entangle her feet together. She smiled as their mother stepped into the light, tapping her wet nose to Kiri's.<br/>"Sorry I'm late." she whispered.<br/>A quick lick to her cheek before this gorgeous doe indulged herself, the rest of their family emerging. Four more does and half a dozen fawns leapt from the safety of the trees and frolicked before gorging on the fresh grass. She only laid there, smiling and watching their happiness as she soaked in a few of the rays she was able to catch.