What's this, WoF on my WoF based account!? Whhaaaaattt?!
Not as much blood as I'd like, but I was kinda rushing to get this done. Heh.

Also this is all center staked for some reason, Wattpad decided to hate me today.
I wonder why.

No.
Lycosidae thrashed and wriggled, trying desperately to break the chains around her.
No.
The one thought circled through her head, the only thing she could think was that this was not happening.
She would not be imprisoned.
The small HiveWing screamed to the sky, screamed to the dragons before her, screaming "LET ME GO, LET ME GO!" The sky nor the dragons did not answer her, not even her own brother, as the vines wrapped tighter and tighter, piercing her wings and scraping her scales.
Finally the vines stopped, as Overgrowth let go of the ground. They still pressed into her, but the pain in her body was far more bearable than the denial in her head.
I have dedicated my entire life to this.
I will NOT LET THEM WIN.
With a furious cry, Lycosidae slammed her body down, feeling the vines very satisfyingly give some slack. The traitors, noticing this, began pushing the others away.
Oh, you will NOT GET AWAY WITH THIS, she thought lividly, slamming her talons on the flora chains around her neck. Once again they gave in slightly, but when Lycosidae looked again, the dragons were gone.
"Overgrowth," she growled, pushing against her binds.
"Poaceae." One move shove.
"Ssssnakeroot," she hissed. Another tug at the vines.
"Sap, Stem, Nightshade, little Chlorophyll."
And with one last yell of triumph, the vines came free.
"I WILL GET YOU!"