Waspinator had been flying at top speed, evading Cheetor's pursuit through the forest. As he darted through the trees, he felt a rush of exhilaration, as he had outmaneuvered his pursuer. But suddenly, his joy turned to nothing as he collided against a mess of vines and plants.

Oh damn.

With a loud crash, hitting himself over a rock, he became entangled with the plants, his wings buzzing frantically. As he struggled to regain his bearings, he raised his almond optics.

"Ay."