Nekemias arborea
I don’t really care about boundaries—I spread fast and climb over anything in my way. Give me a little shade at the forest edge, and I’ll OWN the place.
Oh, Bald Cypress? He thinks he’s eternal, but I’ll cover his trunk in no time if you let me. I’m clingy like that.
The hotter the summer, the faster I grow. Cold weather, though? That knocks me back (unfortunately). But don’t worry, I’ll be back before you know it.