Sara was bawling like a five year old with tears streaming down her face like waterfall by the time the whipping stopped but the vines didn't released her so she was not able to rub her VERY sore, striped bottom. She large leaves of the tree start to rustle and slowly Sare could hear words in the sound. She couldn't make out all the words but it sounded very much like she was being scolded.

Then the grip of the vines shifted, and she felt like the tree was hugging her.

She slowly calmed down and tried to understand what had happened, or rather HOW and WHY it happened. It was painfully clear to her what happened but she was not sure about the reason, This was clearly not just a tree."

When she has calmed down the tree let her free then with a vine it pick one of his fruits and gave her one.

"I should have just asked for one?" She asked.

The trunk seemed to nod.

"I'm sorry I attempt to kick you miss tree, or is it mr.? I had not idea you where a intelligent species." She kneeled down and cracked the nut with a stone and drank the milk, it was tastier and any coconutmilk she had tasted before.

The tree gave her a pat on her head then pointed to a path in the tree line she fid not see previously.

"I should go that way?" She asked.

The tree nodded at that.