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Harvest had been sleeping in the back of the room, napping through all the commotion of the busy playroom. Somehow the collective shrieks of the playing children were still quieter then the sounds his siblings made back at the farm when they were tormenting one another. Harvest took these rare chances to get some extra shut-eye and avoid the awful pranks that Pod often times went way too far with. Harvest was enjoying the extra shut-eye, his straw witch's hat draped over his four eyes to shield out the light and muffle the sound. The boy had found a rather comfortable spot on a lone bean-bag chair near the edge of one of the carpets, gently clutching his pumpkin plush in his hands.

The hybrid wasn't snoring, but he was mumbling to himself in his sleep, fragile fey wings twitching subtly in his sleep as he squeezed the plushie closer.

While more freshlings were piling into the room, Vanhi was relaxing a bit. Partly due to her new resolution but also there was something to focus on. Something to keep from thinking on how she didn't know any of these people. It was just like working at the cafe or running down something to her father. Well okay not really but it was always easier when someone wanted to talk to you, at least for her. She nodded along with Maurice when he made his reassuring quip with the claws and gently sank into a bean bag next to him careful not to get her wings smushed.
" relatively, I..." she paused for a moment. Maurice didn't really need to know all the particulates about her family. She didn't want to be boring." I'm not really related to all of them but blood doesn't always matter. At least with my family. Do, do you have a big one?"

Henry always had trouble finding a playmate whenever he got to class. He was that kid that everybody was hesitant about on account of the bad juju that seemed to linger around the small Geist. Typically during arts and crafts Henry would be that kid who accidently dumped the entire bottle of glitter everywhere or the one Freshling who would always fall and get hurt. He was problematic, and unfortunately for him that often caused the other students to ignore him or try and weasel their way in with other crowds rather than with Henry.

As the boy bounced from group to group he found himself being shut out or neglected in their games of make-believe or story telling. The boy tried as hard as he could to capture somebody's attention and feed off of a potential friendship but he had no such luck. So there he stood, eyes scanning hopefully around the room for his next possible friend. That's when they landed on a rather large and intriguing straw hat adorned with plants that reminded him of Fall. Curiously, the boy shuffled closer, well aware that whoever wore it was in a gentle slumber despite their babbling. One foot after the other Henry brought himself closer to the soft voice until he curiously began to lift the brim of the floppy hat. Beneath he had found a pair of eyes- no wait. TWO pairs of eyes. It was a sight he had never seen before, and had been such a shock that the Freshling let out a gasp and dropped the rim of Harvest's hat right on his cute little face.

Tarja nervously peeked in as Mariana guided her in, looking around with wide eyes at all the other freshlings inside. It seemed...overwhelming...but Mariana was here with her. She could do this....right? "A-are you...sure? Everyone looks so....busy...." She gasped when Tarunen, the tail, shoved his head under the girls' clasped hands and moved his head around at all the activity. This place was full of people! People meant fun! Right?

Peregrine was the perfect embodiment of the word rowdy. While he wasn't necessarily violent the mentors of fellow Freshlings knew better than to stick their little buddies with the hybrid if they were particularly fragile or sensitive. All the youngster saw in this moment was two new faces entering the playroom and this was a perfect opportunity to make a new friend. With a large flap of his wings the boy bounded over to the new comers and a collected, yet smug expression written all over his face. "Hiya! The name's Peregrine, but to you it'll be Pere. You're just getting here huh? I've been here for a while, but it's getting kind of boring so I might leave soon. Hey, what's wrong with your friend there? They're looking kind of scared." He arched a brow at the peculiar behavior before crossing his arms over his chest to prevent any unexpected shoving. It was an impulsive behavior that often got Peregrine a scolding.

The sudden appearance of the boy made Tarja squeak and hide behind Mariana a little but she was still looking at the boy. Her ears folded a little as she felt a little taken aback, wondering why he just....jumped over like that! Didn't he know he could scare people like that?? Now they were talking about her but when Mariana introduced her, she nodded at the mention of her name. Tarunen leaned closer to Pere and sniffed at him before making a happy, excited sound. "....Taru, you like everyone..." She commented and blushed a little.

Harvest could feel the draft under his hat even in his sleep. The freshling's nose wriggled, a hand rising to gently and feebly swat at his face. The gesture was more of a flop against his cheek. Subconsciously his mind thought it was one of his siblings bugging him again, Harvest's slumbering mind not recognizing this particular action as a threat or danger.

Gasp!

The sound woke Harvest up instead, his four eyes blinking and squinting out of sync with one another as the hallowed boy woke up out of an incredibly deep and active dream. A few short seconds later his hat was dropped over his face again, the boy twitching from subdued surprise.

"Hnmnnngg ... ?" the boy was not awake enough to form words as he slowly slide off the bean bag chair to his knees, still clutching his pumpka plushie.