World of Friends (open; Milo)

Although he hadn't been focused on looking back the direction he had come from, he did eventually heard the footfalls of someone else. Just as he went to turn, the other Vivian was speaking. Cendre blinked at the fur and tilted his head with interest as he finished chewing what was in his beak.

"Hi," he greeted back with a smile once he'd swallowed. "Did you just come from the Blooming Tree too?" He thought he'd seen a fur like this one, but he couldn't be sure it was the same one, really. As he was considering how well speech had come to him in such a short time, another creature joined them.

A purple feather, just like him! Well, definitely not just like him but... He tilted his head a little bit in the opposite direction as he had when looking at Milo and then perked. That voice was a little familiar, he thought! "Hey! I was just getting a little to eat and trying to get used to the chill in the air."

He couldn't help but stare at the green markings on Treygo's face. It was such a brilliant color and stood out against the other feathers. Plus... he had wings now! Incredible. For some reason, Cendre felt particularly bare in comparison but he wouldn't let it get to him. He'd just take a moment to appreciate the differences between himself and the other purple feather.

Oh, but he was being rude! Maybe, he thought he might be... "I-I'm Cendrillon!" This was also a good opportunity to see if he had indeed recognized the voice of the other feather.

swan Jail
Of course we don't mind! Thank you for joining~<3

Enestra slithered along a nearby tree root, a red Rain Tree fruit clamped between her teeth for the journey. After her and Aster had found them, she'd made a habit of taking one with her if she was going out to explore, like on days like today. A bit of time had passed since her sprouting, but she still wasn't sick of patrolling the area that was, by now, very familiar to her; there were always new things to inspect and new creatures to spy on. From a distance, of course.

She'd have to move on soon, a voice in the back of her head reminded her. Whether it be a lonely journey or not was still up in the air - she should really talk to Aster about these things - but it would have to happen regardless. Enestra needed space from all this ever-changing newness. She needed something stable, where she could carve out her own spot in the world and still feel safe.

These thoughts swirled around her head as she moved at an idle pace, climbing up a small bump in the Blooming Tree's root that would find her at the top of a small hill at it's peak. It was there that she spotted some colorful strangers, and instinctively paused in her tracks. They seemed new, but then again Enestra thought that of most Vivians at first. She squinted, watching suspiciously as a bright green fur interrogated a purple feather about their mutations. She huffed, both amused and jealous, but the motion made her fumble and drop her precious fruit. It rolled down the tree root like a ramp at increasing speed. She winced, hurrying to slither after it, but by now her delicious treasure was long gone, launching itself off a small slope directly towards the feet of the strangers. "Wait! Don't eat that!"

Chorderaos swan Jail

Red eyes flutter with recognition as he hears the purple feather's voice. Yep, definitely the Cendrillion that he knows! The memory of him interrupting his fight with Akemi and his acceptance of his declaration of friendship stuck with him; he plans on expanding that friendship right here, right now. And maybe, maybe, with the other creatures here, too! Perhaps they could all be fast friends!

"Huh, that's nice!" He chuckles at Cendre's answer of eating; the grass doesn't look like much of a snack, but it's something to eat, too. "You don't mind if I eat with you?" He asks the other, bending down and preparing to take a bite off the grass...

Only to be surprised by the green fur he saw from earlier, who asks him questions, several of them. "L-Legs?" He looks down at his legs and raises an eyebrow questioningly; they were just the same pair, no extra ones. But then he realizes that the green fur might have meant his new appendages, and so he chuckles before answering him. "Oh, you mean wings! These are wings, not legs. I... grew them, sort of." Treygo replies, flashing the classiest smile he could muster to the green fur. "I'm pretty sure you'll get some of your own. Takes time, though, and it's pretty painful. So watch yourself."

Cendre introduces himself again in address to the green fur, who exchanges his own name as well. Milo, huh? Cendre he knew of, but this one is new. Or maybe they were sproutmates? There are always chances of either. "Nice to meet you, Milo! And nice to see you again, Cendrillion. My name's Treygo. I believe Cendre already knows that."

His stomach grumbles from beneath him and he takes it as a sign; he really should fill it up. So he bends down again to take some of the grass. Again, however, he is distracted by a rare sight that catches his eye; some fruit had rolled itself in between his legs. "Whoa! And what's this?" He prepares to take a bite but is stopped by a voice; he turns around and sees a green scale, who seems to be the owner of the fruit. "Okay, okay. Here." He pecks the fruit and lets it roll back to the green scale. He's not so heartless just to take something from another creature.

A shade of green catches the corner of his eye, and he turns again and sees another green creature; only this time, a feather like Cendre and himself. And they had wings! Large ones! And they could fly with them! He looks at his own smaller ones -- probably faster ones, but then again he's never tried them -- and looks back at the newcomer with a wave of his right wing. "No, no, you're alright! Come join us!" Looking at those spectacular wings again, he adds, "By the way, can you manage those things? Can you show me how?"

Chorderaos swan Razza Ree welcome~!