:: A snake-like branch shoots out from a nook in between some roots of a large tree, catching the cat-like Sith and knocking her to the ground. The branch then proceeds to wrap itself like a large tenticle around the Sith's slender figure. The Sith wriggles, but the branch is large and thick. ::

:: A figure wrapped in a long, hooded cloak emerges from behind a knott of brambles and trees, the material of the cloak blending with that of the foliage. It almost appears as though the firgure itself is a part of the forest, belonging there, yet being seperate at the same time. ::

:: The figure removes her hood. ::

AB: It would be wise of you, Sith, to pick on someone your own strength.