Hushed Willows we'll create an empire for you.

:smirk:

His struggling only seemed to make it worse. "Mu—!" little Tambourine tried to cry, properly frightened at last as his vision dimmed, the lack of oxygen causing him to slip into unconsciousness. Not long after his strangled shout, he fell from his aggressor's mouth and slumped, boneless, on the ground in the middle of the melee. Although he was free from the jaws of death, he was now in danger of being stomped to smithereens instead.