As you trudge through the brush of the forest of treachery, you are constantly grabbed by thorns and vines. You would turn back if only there was another way to get to your goal.

After about ten minutes of your party, seemingly getting nowhere, you get the feeling you're being watched, and then you hear it. A hoot from a nearby owl and then the sudden whooshing of ropes as you and your entire party are lifted into the air by thorny vines.

The owl in the nearby tree turned into a half elf, "Hi"