Willowy grey leaves spread out in huge tufts from the ends of her hooves… no… they were no longer hooves, they now more appeared like branches to her, eyes darting around from side to side, desperate for any help or way to escape the magic. More volume built up in the leaves, encroaching upon her vision as the vines formed around her head. In the corner of her eyes before the vines covered them she saw the buds sprouting out, spreading into very familiar purple flowers.