Coco grabbed Alithe, pulling him close to her body in a swift movement as she swung herself up on a tree branch.
She pressed her back against the tree, her arn snaking around his torso and pulling them flush against each other with her free hand finding its way to his mouth, her palm covering it tightly to muffle any sound he might make.
Coco was quick to summon a vine, the slender tendril appearing in a flash as she commanded it.
The vine snaked through the air, its thin form stretching out towards the adjacent branch as it coiled around the sturdy limb, the vine's surface clinging to the bark as it wrapped around the branch, stabilizing the branch the two of them are on.
The vine's strength was evident as it stabilized the branch, its hold firm enough to eliminate any creaking or rustling that could give away their presence.
