And that was it. Gwil lost her temper yet again. "Oh, fine you stupid horse man! It's obvious you only like males! You are such a donkey's ass, you know that?! Hmph!"
Crossing her arms over her chest, she frowned in indignation. "So go ahead, fuck your male partners all you want, because I seriously don't think any female in her right mind would want you! You can just sit here in the vines forever for all I care! Hmph!" And with that, she flicked her wrist making the vines uncomfortably tight now against Bovil. If he could somehow escape the vines' clutches, she cared not anymore. Let him sit here, trapped for all I care...
The wood nymph druid stalked off then, not sparing him another glance while Twinkle fluttered along behind her mistress loyally. Talon simply looked at Bovil trapped within the vines and lightly snarled at him, before she too turned to follow Gwilwilethneth and the butterfly. Gwil fumed all the way back to one of her favorite spots. Stupid, stupid centaur...