Dion leaned down far enough to land an affectionate head bunt against Fray's shoulder before walking back outside, the mistletoe still in his beak.

Kweh?

Dion shifts his weight so he's not leaning against Anden anymore. "Kweh?"

Kweh-kweh, kweh?

Kweh?

He cocks his head the other way when the leafman starts shaking. "Kweh?"

He decides the leafman must be shaking because he's cold, so he lies down and leans against the leafman, trying to share body heat. He is very heavy.

When he walks up to the leafman, it becomes clear that there's nothing 'little' about him. He towers over the sentient shrub, cocking his head curiously and sniffing at the leaves.
"Kweh, kweh?"

Dion munches apple after apple until his belly is full. After so much running and so much food, he's ready for a nap. He finds a nice, big shade tree nearby and settles down under it, kwehing at his new friend before he tucks his beak under his wing and closes his eyes to go to sleep.

His butt does a happy little wiggle as he munches on his prize, the juice running down his beak.

As Dion and his new friend crest a hill, they see below them a grove of fairie apple trees. "Kweh, kweh kweh!"

The trees are groaning under the weight of ripe apples. Dion walks up to the nearest tree and yanks an apple off the branch, causing several more apples to fall to the ground.
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Dion catches up to him and chirps to get his attention, then veers off to the right. He seems to have a particular destination in mind.

Dion slows his pace a bit to let his new friend catch up, and then leads him on a merry chase through the forest, ducking under low branches and leaping over babbling brooks.

"Kweh, kweh kweh kweh!" Dion hops around in celebration and then takes off at a run.

Dion happily whistles and flaps his wings in greeting. Then he turns to start walking away, but looks back, his eyes questioning and hopeful. "Kweh?"

Kweh?