Heron Lake Plateau Norupo.

Seeing as I've become just OH SO predictable, Fig was of course there. He trailed merrily after his sister, feeling excited, but also a little nervous still over being out and about on their own. It still felt like rule breaking, but Fen's blatant disregard for concerns like that was certainly a comfort. The bad influence kind of comfort that would probably get him into some real big trubble one day, but comfort nonetheless.

Fig trotted up to Fen's side, quietly peering up at Towhee and then at the bird that looked like Papa X, but obviously wasn't Papa X because Papa X was right there next to it. He canted his head curiously at them, then tilted his head the other way as his gaze swapped over to Tegan. There was a whole lot of new stuff going on right now, but he was taking it all in stride. It's possible he scooted a little in front of Fen (though she was probably bouncing all over the place like a dummy) to put himself more between her and the new things, but he wasn't like crying or anything.