What a battle it was! First the vine would be wrapped around the Princess and then she would have the vine trapped beneath her. Poor Tynee just stood by and quacked encouragement to his Princess - he was definitely no warrior like she was! Fur and leaves flew everywhere!
Finally, the vine seemed to give up. It withdrew all its tendrils except for one. That one small appendage approached Princess Dori and made a bobbing motion - almost like a bow.
That's better, said the Princess. Now take me to my missing duck!
Tynee thought it better not to mention that the vine had done a rather nice trim on the Princess' generally unruly hair.