Tsedek

There is a bush called Ire. It seeps out, staying low to the ground. Its short, green, pointed leaves grow out of short, curved branches like spears. The bush moves slowly until something is in its way. Then it begins to shudder. The tiny leaves rub against another sounding like a strong wind as the bush surrounds its victim. Then without warning it erupts consuming the object along with itself until they both wither and die. One blade remains, moving like a serpent beginning the cycle anew.