[michime]

The vines tightened pulling Cassian flush against the rough bark of the tree wall while a mysterious white film began to ooze out of the trunk. Several thin pink tendrils slithered in the ooze worming their way toward the warm heat of the trapped creature.  The ooze and the tendrils touched Cassian at the same time the ooze moving over the limbs as the tendrils searched for open holes.