[RGRE][durnkresponse]Dryadpon in the Everfree

Durnk prompt responses
>Be dryadpone.
>Innawoods.
>Cute guy comes through for the first time in like a decade.
>Roll to seduce.
>Critfail.
>Spill vines everywhere.
>A mare and a griffon angrily attack you and he runs away.
>You try to follow him but can't find him.
>Go back to your grove and photosynthesize.
>Feels bad mare.

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dryadpons yes

>Splashing some cool water on your face, you inspect your reflection again.
>Yep, you're Anonymous, alright.
>You check your surroundings for any clue of the nearest exit.
>You look at the and intimidating trees clumped together.
>The dark sea green leaves jostle and rustle with the slight cool breeze.
>Thick green vines cling and flow through the trees like snakes coiled.
>You shake your head.
>There isn't a single sign of an exit at all.
>Looking up at the night sky, you sigh and bring your hands to cup your face.
>How long have you been going around in circles in the forest?
>Far too long, if you asked yourself.
>Only the scotchbutter moon and twinkling stars in the indigo blue sky are your companions.
>You kick a pebble and sit on a convenient stump.
"Aaauuughh!"
>You throw your hands up in frustration, but not one entity comes to your aid.
>Maybe dying in the Everfree doesn't seem so bad.
>What was that?
>You hear a snapping of a branch and the sound of someone tripping and hurting themselves.
>Should you approach?
>Could it be a lone timberwolf? Could it be a pony lost just like you are?
>You decide to venture forth.
"Who--Who are you? I heard you behind that bush. Don't try hiding."
>Grabbing a fallen branch, you ready yourself in a fighting stance.
>Oh God, it better not be a timberwolf.
>You aren't ready to fuck a timberwolf.
>The bush shakes and rustles.
"I... I know that you're there!"
>The bush shakes again and out flops a pony on her face.
>She had a pale green coat and mane that looked more like shamrock green leaves than hair.
>What got you the most though, were the vines attached to her body like she was tangled in them.
>She spoke.
>"Darn roots and branches. Can't believe that I tripped in my own darn forest. Honestly, Evergreen. How are you going to find a nice stallion who can help you take care of the forest whenever you cocoon, huh?"
>The green pony keeps talking with her face down in the mud.
>You clear your throat.
>The mare scrambles to stand up and ends up flailing about, tripping on her own vines.
>She lands on her flank with a thud.
>"Wha--who--Oh fiddlesticks. You messed up again, Evergreen, you did. In front of somepony else, to boot!"
>She brings her hooves to cover her face in tomato red shame.
>"This is why stepmother wanted you out of the forest, didn't she?"
>You clear your throat again.
>She looks above her hooves.
"Hey there. I'm Anonymous. Do... Do you need any help? You sure seem like you do."
>The leafpony--dryadpony--yes, you'll call her that now.
>The dryadpony blinks at you in pregnant silence before covering her face again.
>The vines covering her spills from her body, like spaghetti from an unsuspecting pocket.
>"Oh, no! You really did it, Evergreen! This time in front of a male! I'm sorry, Mom!"
>You see the parts of her face that aren't covered by her hooves turn a dark red.
>Oh geez, you need to calm her down or you aren't going to get home any time soon.
>You settle on a warm hug to get her to calm down.
"Uh, there, there. Whatever it is, I'll help you. What's your name, miss--"
>"Evergreen! Evergreen! I'm Evergreen! N-Nice to meet you!"
>She holds out a hoof in excitement.
>You shake it and hear a small whine from her.
>"Ohmygosh, ohmygosh! He didn't run away in horror! I absolutely must--"
"Woah, there. I need to get out of the forest real bad. It's night, you know."
>The dryadpony withdraws her hoof with a look of sadness.
>"You... You think I'm ugly? I knew it! Stepmom was right! I'm worthless!"
>Both you and Evergreen panic, albeit for two different reasons.
>You coo at the mare.
"Hey--hey. You're cute. I'd like nothing more than to hug you all da--"
>"R-Really!? I must bring you to my parents! That'll show my stepmom that I'm not a dyke!"
>You see the vines that were previously dropped like spaghetti extend.
>You flinch and they wrap around you tightly.
>"Come on, coltfriend!"
>This is going to be a long night.