The Poison Jungle - as had been hinted by its name for several generations; was dangerous. Though, with the threats of both Queen Wasp and the breath of evil gone, more LeafWings had come in an out of their homeland. With the rise of guided visitors and tourists, what was once largely been seen as a threat was degraded to a lesser, though still significant, hazard.

Traveling alone in this jungle is never a good idea, regardless. Perhaps a lesson was learned once the vines began to crawl around your arms, with nobody around to help you. A LeafWing stared you down with unforeseen rage, resting above you.

Who are you?! Why are you in MY kingdom?! I'm in no mood for visitors... had enough of their prying eyes! "Ooh- leafspeak this, leafspeak that" GARBAGE! I'm fed up! In fact- I'd REALLY like to STAB SOMETHING RIGHT NOW! Give me a reason why I shouldn't stab YOU! HURRY UP AND TALK- I'M GETTING IMPATIENT!