Lion of Ithilien
Played by Naboo

Seeing another in his company rustled his ears forward and made his face distort into a mixture of displeasure and amusement. Equally torn between both a low sigh escaped him once more as he waggled his butt backwards in an attempt to free himself of the vines with no luck. It almost felt as if they had closed more around him - an impossibility really - but he did wonder if it was even possible to have become more stuck than he'd previously been. With some semblance of honest charm he smiled towards her. "Suppose not very well, my fault though." Whiskey rich tones rolled smoothly from his lips and he hopped back once more, feeling vines tighten against his chest and lace behind his elbows. "You wouldn't happen to be in the helping mood, would you?" There was a kind raise of his eyebrows as his carmine eyes gazed upon her, despite his age looking somewhat sheepish in his current predicament.
art by munk, code by naboo