"AHHH! Let go of me, you evil weed!"
Rong Ye screamed as Stove's vines wrapped around his ankle and dragged him back inside the cave like a sack of potatoes. He clawed at the ground dramatically, leaving scratch marks on the ground.
"No! I refuse! You can't do this to me! I'm a noble fox...let me gooo!"
Stove, completely unfazed, tightened its grip and pulled harder. With one final tug, the fox went flying backward and landed flat on his back with a loud thud.
"Ugh...!" he wheezed. His expression was filled with disbelief. "You...you heartless shrub! How could you betray me like this?!"
He sat up, glaring furiously at the plant that now stood triumphantly near the cave entrance, vines coiled like little guards.
"You useless weed!" Rong Ye pointed at it with trembling indignation. "Why are you siding with that snake? I'm the one who feeds you every day!"
