((Never got the PM...  odd.<img alt=":|" src="./images/smilies/haveaday.gif" title="Have a day."/>Well, I suppose I may as well post.))<br/><br/>Feign twists and writhes around in the net, cursing loudly and trying to free himself despite the eager wolves below him.  If only he could reach a branch or even a vine, he might be able to shape it into something useful.  Unfortunately, the net is far more than enough to keep his arms firmly pinned at his sides.<br/><br/>His frentic struggle only seems to draw the net tighter.  Some of the black feathers that have replaced his hair over the years float down as they are broken loose from his scalp.<br/><br/>"Tree hugger!? Give me the ground to stand on and I'll have your innerds across this forest like tinsel you-Ack!" He writhes back to dodge as one of the wolves snaps at him.  Suddenly, he hears an etherial laughing in the air.  Whatever guided him against the wolves seems to be as amused by his defeats as his victories.