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"...Look, brat! A leaf..and...foliage..growing...place...!" Came Thae's faux-excited but still unsure voice, followed shortly by the pleased squeal. A rather loud...pleased squeal. "Here, you can go with your big brother! Thae needs to go run and do something real fast!" Shortly after the words were spoken, The group came around the corner; the red-headed doppleganger, a tall dark skinned, white haired Drow with sunglasses, and a stroller that contained one very excited looking deer anthro, and a not-so-excited albino deer anthro.

Of course, the redhead left quickly.

That left the Drow with the stroller of brats. Prince, the white-spotted brown one, was pointing at the two boys and screaming something in happy babytalk, occassionally glancing back at his current watch. Sighing, the taller boy turned towards the two boys and...dragon?, heading over to them.

"...Mey join?" He asked them quietly, his heavilly accented voice doing nothing for his still poor english skills. Meanwhile, Prince was making grabbyhands for the other little boy, his little pink tongue stuck out in determination.

(( These are the deer-babies ))

This was absolutely delightful, wasn't it? Christine grinned, wiggling her toes in the mud she'd found. She'd wandered in here due to sheer boredom while waiting for her Dad to finish up what he was doing. Granted...he was no where near here, that she knew of, so she'd taken the time to walk here. Only now she noticed the voices and looked up curiously, blinking and moving towards them sneakily. She doubted she was supposed to be here.

"Holy crap," said Etain, looking around. His expression reflected a vaguely 'hand caught in the cookie jar' feeling. He quickly dusted the grass off his hands, brushed down Leith's front and took away the dandelion stem. Where the heck had all these kids come from suddenly? He cleared his throat and threw the stem in some nearby bushes, looking shifty and really hoping Leith would hurry up and swallow what he was chewing before the other kids started to ask why he was feeding his baby brother flowers.

Leith looked up, tongue lolling and dandelion bits stuck to it. He wobbled a little in his snap-up onesie jammies, looking over his shoulder at the stroller and the...weird things inside in. He sniffed - they smelled weird, hairy like the stray dog that had been in the garden. Though...these kind of smelled a little bit better. Kind of. Like food. Maybe. Leith bared his teeth, sharp rows of little points glinting in the fake 'natural' sunlight.

Etain clapped his hand over the infant's mouth. "Uh, hi," he said, glancing over the gathered children. "Are those deer? Where're you keeping them in a stroller?" Just because Etain was used to seeing kids with weird animal ears and stuff didn't mean he was used to seeing animals wrapped up in blankets and making baby sounds. Talk about strange.

What the heck was she looking at here? Christine stared with a mixture of awe and disbelief at the...weird bunch of people on the other side of her protective shrub. Those were deer...and that person had oddly colored skin. And she was getting a bit weirded out. But heh, they were throwing grass. She loved throwing grass. She shifted a bit, contemplating at least getting closer, to see what on earth they were.

Yes. She would. Frowning, she shuffled along behind the greenery, trying to keep out of sight. She wasn't quite sure why. Maybe they weren't too nice? She couldn't tell. Honestly...they WERE throwing stuff. And what if they didn't want her to see them? She'd seen too many movies to know that didn't always go well. But she was curious, and they didn't seem so bad from a distance.

Oh, it was being pulled free of the container! It was, IT WAS.... not oozing. A moment of puzzlement ran through the male toddler's mind as he pondered just why the furry something would be making such hideous noises. Granted, he had been making them most of his infant-hood, but only when he was unaccompanied. Was that wh--

It was hard for one with even half a brain to scrape by a creature that thrived on them, even if it was a reborn and juvenile Gaian. Thought of his own ceased as Christine stepped within his radius of awareness, and Xerksis turned his head, searching for the female that hid in the foliage nearby. Had she spotted him? It would seem not. Taking a step away from the grown-up for his own comfort, he returned his sight to the small group. Now there was a little girl, whose curly black hair seemed awfully familiar to him, crawling towards the group. Well! He certainly wasn't going to be left out! Between the children, the stranger of a grown-up, and his sleeping guardian, he would choose the one which he believed would be best of company for him.

First, the girl, who still rolled about in the grass as if her legs didn't work. Not that he was very good at it either. Xerksis stepped free of the sunflowers, toddling on semi-stable legs. He wore no shoes, but his purple socks picked up whatever moisture was clinging to the grass. His small pants were rolled up over his knees as if in some attempt to keep them clean and, thus far, it was working, along with the Captain Planet shirt some unfortunate soul had managed to wrestle on him that morning. Now that it was there, it could stay, but lately the boy just had to be difficult about something.

Approaching Artemis, he nudged into her side with his knee as he attempted to walk alongside her crawling, grunting softly in a demand of attention. He was rather close to toppling over.

Artemis shot a look at Xerk. Why was he attempting to make her fall over? Honestly... she crawled in such a way to give space between them. Looking foreword she saw the other shild wave. She smiled, sat and waved back before returning to crawling.

Maybe today would be fairly interesting after all.