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In the face of the prospect of a bad financial year Greenbelt Farms had come with with a good way to bring in some extra money. Tossing a few of the friendlier goats, sheep and pigs into outdoor pens for a few hours a day and plastering posters of their 'petting zoo' all over town had brought in a few families each day willing to pay the small fee to pet and feed the animals. The farm got money, the kids entertainment and the parents a little bit of peace while their kids learned about animals and possibly wore themselves out running from pen to pen. All in all a truly beneficial situation for all involved

Bastion however was not impressed, " Are you sure you want to do this? it was at least the tenth time he'd asked the question and yet the dark haired man cared little if he sounded like a petulant and whiny child. He didn't do rural if he could avoid it and this was pretty damn rural. It wasn't that he thought less of people who made a living like this but he didn't like the idea of it for himself. Goats and sheep were not his type of animals and he had no desire to be around one that wasn't on his plate. " I could take you to a dog show instead." It would be a much better use of time in his opinion and they'd meet people more likely to be within their own social circle there instead of people they'd never see again here.

Orion paid no attention to his father as he bolted from the car, the little heralds tiny wings flapped excitedly as he raced towards the farm gate. There was something inside that was making a really neat noise but he had no idea what it was. The boy's innate curiosity, his need to seek things out urged him to find out as soon as possible what was making that noise.

Carina was equally curious the little redhead giggling as she followed after Orion. What did a sheep feel like and how come two of them weren't sheeps?

Past the gate where a cheery, plump, blonde woman collected the entrance fee there were indeed several sheep in a large wooden pen. It was not them that had made the strange sound Orion had heard earlier but they were interesting to the small herald. How come they were soft but rough at the same time, how did you make clothes from them and why was it the big old ones and not the cute smalls ones that came to the side of the pen for petting? The answer to these questions was incredibly important to Orion and he looked over at his father to answer them before Carina distracted him with a squeal.

"Ori lookit his wings are all melty," Carina pointed at the approaching white haired and blue eyed boy excited with her free hand, the other busy being licked by a friendly ram." The pink eyed girl had never seen anyone with melty fire wings before. Though she'd never admit it Carina though they were a bit neater than Orion's with the lines and shapes she didn't understand on them. Either way he strange boy was about as exciting as the sort of smelly animals in the pen.

"Carina don't point it's rude," Bastion chided tersely, the last thing he needed was some irate parent thinking his kids were picking on theirs.

Orion stared at the melty winged boy who was talking to a small goat. "Goats nibble." The small fair haired boy warned. It didn't hurt, tickled mostly like when they licked your hand but it was weird at first. Orion might not know the strange boy but he did know that it was nice to warn people of surprises that could be scary. He did not however tell the other boy with the more fanciful wings that goats didn't talk. Mostly becuase while he hadn't heard these ones talk yet he didn't know if they couldn't or just weren't, after all some animals talked.

After being chastised by her father Carina returned to simply watching the strange winged boy quietly as he moved closer. She still didn't see how it was rude to point so people knew where to look especially if she was showing them interesting things. Rules were silly sometimes.

Bastion nodded briefly back to the woman glad there appeared to be no aggression in her at Carina's slight manners mishap.

Orion shrugged then nodded, he didn't see why they couldn't be friends. " Okay, I'm Orion" he gestured with a flick of his small wings to the grey skinned, black marked girl partially beside him. " This is Carina, she's my sister." he proclaimed proudly. The young herald was still at that age where having a a new sibling was the greatest thing to ever happen and there had been no fights between them yet.

Carina smiled and gave a half wave and a cheery "Hi" at the mentioned of her name before she put her hands through the gate slats to pet some of the goats herself again. The redheaded toddler automatically assumed the offer of friendship extended to her as well.

Bastion nodded "Carina and Orion are mine." Or he was there it depended on who you asked really. " Have you been here before?" The dark haired man was going to at least attempt to make conversation or what passed for it even if he didn't know many topics that fell under appproaite for a petting zoo.

The small herald laughed and nodded in his sister's direction again " Carina came from one of my toy's and we weren't allowed to take her back." Not that he wanted to take her back, she was pretty neat to play with herself. " And the toy is broken now too" he added which was a shame becuase Carina didn't always want to play and the toddler really missed the etch a sketch.

" I bet our father could take you to where I came from," she offered. It seemed just plain wrong that the other child had to be sad about not having a sibling. Then again Carina had always had Orion so she knew no better.

Bastion raised an eyebrow " That so?" Great, that was one mystery solved.. sort of. He turned his attention towards the children again and then back to Luna " they're up to something" he murmured. He hadn't been listening to them but he knew that look in his children's eyes, they were plotting.

Orion fluttered his small papery wings and shrugged "I dunno it just broke." The herald supposed it was becuase Carina had it's powers now. He gestured to the redheaded girl " She can draw on herself like the toy used to though so I can play with her." Siblings did make excellent toys and Orion felt Micheal should know for when he got his own. They didn't always want to play with you but when they did they were fun.

"Do you have friends to take care of for practice?" Carina asked curiously. She was aware that practice was important and then maybe it would give the boy something to do.

Bastion nodded and laughed a little himself " I'm willing to be indulgent with them it's in my nature." He was his families black sheep after all with his oddities. " But I really don't want a goat in my house."

A few feet away from the goat pens one of the farm staff was carrying out a pair of lambs one under each arm. Another staff member followed with a basket of bottles. She smiled and cleared her throat to get the children's attention. " Would anyone like to help us feed the lambs?"