Illira poked his head out into the garden, looking around for someone to play with him. Giggling a bit as he skipped out the rest of the way, he tripped over his pants, falling face first onto the ground. Sniffling he sat up some, unsure of why he had came already.

Mahowren was in a rocky area, pawing between all ot the ones he had collected. Ever silent he picked up one of the ones he didn't like and threw it at a tree, it looked at him funny.

Sacmis blushed, looking around from his spot in a tree. There were at least two others in the garden that he lived with, but he had never talked to them before, let alone played with them. He would just sit there, munching playfully on his candy until someone found him in the tree.