Zhisk had wrapped her tail around a tree branch and swung down, only to hang and lightly swing upside down.  She looked in every which direction, wondering when she would be able to play with a victim.  She hadn't played with one in such a long time and she was wanting a 'play toy' to call her own.  To torture, to make them cum so much they cried for more, and among other things.  She looked at the ground before she jumped down, only to land as gracefully as a cat would.  She jumped up onto the nearest wall and stood tall, looking around and hearing the different sounds of the Labyrinth.  What she called 'mother'.  She found it entertaining to annoy her, but only playfully.  Never meaning to piss her off.  She avoided that a lot.