When we arrived the cave was… not what I expected. It was dark, icy cold, with the grey roots and bloody vines of the werewood trees above and along the walls. The children lead us deeper into the darkest.

I was fearful but my choice was them or the others out there and honestly, I'm not sure which I feared more. 

Suddenly they stopped and seemed to spread outputting a fair space between us them 

"What's going on?" I asked 

"She is coming" the children whispered

"Hodor. Guard the door with summer" 

"Hodor" he nodded taking Summer with him towards the entrance of the cave just in case we needed a way back out.

"She is coming" they whispered their voices hushed and almost frightened 

"Who is coming?" I asked them trying to sound strong and not let my fear seep into my thought

"The mother" they whispered "The mother, the mother" They said it like a mantra as If calling out to whatever answered that name 

But suddenly without warning the roots and vines all the walls and that hung from the ceiling wrapped around each of us, Meera, jojen and I were immediately thrown back tight against the walls of the cave with the roots around our wrists, ankles, waists and necks as of the roots had come alive to form our chains, of course, Meera screamed as did jojen I think we all panicked 

"What's going on!" Meera yelled trying to fight her way out on the wall to my left 

"The hell are these roots there fucking alive!' Jojen complained on the wall to my left 

"Just stay calm we'll find a way out of this" I did my best to reassure them but the roots tightened and I saw as roots now covered both Meera and Jojen's eyes and even if it was a fight another slipped into their mouths seeming to force feed them this grey sap like substance that made them calm and relaxed in the restrains I tried to tell but my own vision was taken and I felt the thick root force its way down my throat forcing this sticky stuff down and as much as I tried to fight it was intoxicating, and so pleasant like ale and mead but even stronger it just made me feel so happy, so content, unwilling to argue. 

I lost track of how long I had been here and my mind had grown complacent and unresistant as I’m sure the intention was. I had tried to escape into time, into Hodor, summer or anyone else eyes but I found it impossible to do so. But I gained some clarity when the root in my mouth left as did the one covering my eyes, and I saw this… creature.

A woman formed of wood and leaf-like some kind of green statue or earthly god her skin deathly pale like a werewood tree her hair the red of the leaves, carvings across her body sigils and runes lost to time, blood running down from her eyes. 

“What are you?” I spoke up 

“I am the mother of the earth”

“Mother? The mother to what?”

“The children” she smiled 

“The children of the forest? You’re the mother of the children of the forest?”

“That I am”

“You- You’re the first woman. The first woman of Westeros. Mother to the children of the forest and all other things in this world”

“Clever boy” she smiled 

“What do you want? Why have you summoned me here?” 

“You are dangerous. With the others marching you are a danger to all that exists”

“If we don’t stop them they’ll destroy all life here”

“No, they will destroy all people life will always remain” 

“So you’re on their side?”

“I am on no side. I am only on the side to protect life, to protect the world we have worked so hard to build and hold all this time. I have lost enough of the world we made to men. Our trees are almost gone, the arm has been swallowed, this world is being littered by stones and ships none of which that sound be here” she explained “You shall remain here where you cannot cause problems” she says 

“What will you do with us?”

“Nothing you will merely be kept here, used to feed my dying trees” she explained 

“You can’t just keep us here!”

“I will hear no complaints I’m sure of it” she smirked glancing at Meera and jojen, I looked and saw they were different from the last I saw them, the roots had all but overtaken them the roots wrapped and coiled around them to swallow them up but the smaller leaf covered roots had taken an even sicker control.

Meera had roots slipped under her shirt the roots gripping and squeezing at her breasts, another under her clothes repeatedly forcing its way inside both her pussy and ass, a leaf playfully tickling her clit and inner thigh, still blind and being forced to swallow the thick grey sap, the wall and floor of the cave below her wet and damp clearly showing we had been here a long time.

Jojen too had roots slipped under his clothes a root wrapped around his cock squeezing and rubbing another inside him the wall under him too covered in his seed proving we had been here a good long time. 

“Stop! You can’t just do that to them!”

“It is what they have asked” she explained petting Jojen’s hair “You should see the sickness they wish for him more so than her” she chuckled “And I see your sickness, Brandon. I see the sickness you see in me” she slyly smiled 

The roots around me tightened slipping their way under my clothes 

“Ahh- ahhh! Let me go!” I pleaded but I had no resistance to the roots she controlled it slipped under my clothes and coiled around my cock, and the root returned to my mouth forcing it down my throat and feeding me the sap again forcing me to relax and admittedly… I enjoyed it. As much as I wanted to escape the longer it went on the more I enjoyed it relaxing into the pleasure until I hit my orgasm my seed shooting across the cave and onto her she smiled and gave my head a gentle kiss