Cornetified
Uzumati was wandering about the forests like usual, but this time he was collecting. What was he collecting? Anything really. As long as it had some appeal, Uzumati found himself stopping to pick it up. Loose feathers, some fallen leaves, some flowers, anything that he found laying on the ground the boy gathered into his arms. More importantly where the feathers which he even would climb trees for in his hunt.
He had already killed some birds earlier in the day -for food and feathers- but now he was just passing time by exploring the trees. That was one good thing about the forest - unlike those boring and strange earthling settlements at least the forest always seemed to be constantly changing. Even after years of living here he would find himself surprised. For now though he was eager to get a hold of a rather large feather which had gotten caught in an upper branch. So clinging tightly to a lower branch with his thighs, Uzu started to try and reach out with an arm while the rest of his 'treasures' waited below.