"Sometimes a bit too much." She admitted with a weak smile. "It is not really... permitted for me to go this far into the forest." She said uneasily. "I am no hunter, and I have little to defend myself with other than Little Paw." She looked over to him hesitantly, wondering why she was so comfortable talking with him. Usually it took quite a while for her to want to speak with someone freely like this. "But I do what I can to protect this forest- because it is our home. If the forest is treated well, it treats its inhabitants well in return." She rested a hand against a tree as she passed, feeling the warmth of the tree's essence, but no pain within. "In return for my care, the trees also let me shape them into objects which might frighten away those who would do us harm." She said, motioning over to a grotesque face seeming to come out of the tree, contorted with anger.