At the back Rose noticed Klaus drop to the back as well, remembering the remainder of her cup hate it when she's sour she drew in a deep breath and tried to push it away a little.

Sort of half-heartly and slightly sarcasticaly tried to strike up a conversation with him, "so what brings you back here on such a fine evening?"

Ruby's ears flickered hearing Alathea call out to her. She planted her paws in front of her and skidded to a halt. Of course she wasn't all that scared or worried. Afterall she was unlike them.. a rogue. And she hadn't told them as much yet. Although she thought Alathea had her suspicions. Prancing in place she looked back. Klaus had taken up the rear, 'Oh no.... I must have made them nervous again. Come on Ruby! Yes your young but you also should show some respect! and courtesy besides there was a larger cup now instead of just the 3.' Inhaling a deep breath and forcing herself to collect herself she saw Alathea running to catch up to her. "I am sorry! I let the smell get the best of me... Did I upset Klause again?" She asked a little worried she had made her new friend uncomfortable.

Klaus looks over at Rose and flicks their tail in a friendly but shy fashion.

"Well I was originally going to spend the afternoon alone but then Althea came along." They explain. "Now I'm just tagging along with everyone else."

Despite their friendly attitude Klaus is feeling a bit more tense than before. They kind of wish they'd been able to stick to their original plan of having a relaxing afternoon by themself. Thinking about going back home now fills them with anxiety.

Althaea's eyes flicked towards Klaus as her pace slowed when meeting Ruby.

"Do not worry little one he is an adult. Probably just looking to meet some of the new cup. You on the other hand," giving Ruby a look, "Move fast and you can miss predators, we have to be wary of some humans too not just Nighttarts. Especially a cutie like you...plus it's rude to leave new friends behind." Her look softening with a smile.

Althaea had been wishing she was home, but her worry over the whisk made her home sickness vanish.

A sigh escapes Althaea as she looks ahead to the bakery, "Look Ruby once we're done at the bakery I'm walking you home to make sure you're safe and sound so...if there is anything you need to tell me now you should."

(*performs RP CPR*)

Friedrich watched the other Sugarwings through narrowed eyes. He puffed his stringy orange hair out of his gray, slightly sad eyes. He flicked his green, leaf-like tail and stood up, shaking out his brown fur. He collapsed into a long stretch, spreading his little green wings wide so that they trembled with tensity. When he was done, he sat down and yawned.

Friedrich's eyes sorrowed even further as the earl gray Sugarwing saw the others move off. He wanted to play with them, talk with them... he just wasn't ready yet.

He turned away and huffed the hair out of his eyes once again.

(We'll have to see if this works.)

A familiar warm peppermint scent drifts in the direct of where Friedrich is sitting as a light green eyed adult female approaches. She sits down behind the little tea male and gives him a gentle nudge on the back.

"You can't stay here forever my little Earl." Hope tells her son and shimmies her wings. "You'll have to go out and make friends one of these times."

A peculiar looking grain creeps out from within the cottage Althaea had emerged from earlier that same day. The grain was careful not to alert the 2 adult sugarwings napping soundly on the roof of the den, and timing his movements against the patrol of the worried rootbeer float sugarwing female. Eventhough he was leaving in search of her mate he knew she would scold him for attempting to leave on his own. What was the alternative though? Letting those in the cottage worry while he does nothing? Inconceivable! This orange hot chocolate sugarwing was raised right!

"My role in this place is to be a helper, so I will help. I will find Althaea," eventhough not daring to utter the words aloud this close to the den his thoughts help steel his resolve all the same.

...

Oliver isn't sure how long it takes him, but he travels in any form or fashion that carries him swiftly to the den he was born in.

While wind whips his white-ish, brown, and the 1 orange curl in his curly mane towards his tail he manages to huff and puff out the thoughts, "Mom! Mom will help me find Althaea or at least give me some great advice. I'm sure of it!"

Friedrich looked up at his mother, breathing in Hope's sweet peppermint scent. "I don't know, ma..." He hesitated. "I guess I'm just... not ready yet."

He sighed. Maybe he should, though... but... no. Not yet.

Not getting enough of his mother's peppermint smell, it seemed, he pushed his nose into her fur and breathed in the familiar scent. He smiled and closed his eyes. This was where he wanted to be. Snuggled up close with his mom, Friedrich was happy.

Hope chirps and squeels softly before nuzzling her son gently. She understands that he's nervous and doesn't make any further attempts to get him to go out on an adventure.

"I know you'll go out there when you're ready." She whispers and fluffs her feathers. "I just hope you don't mind when your siblings come to visit. Because I think I can smell one of them now."

Her nose twitches as she picks up a familiar orange and chocolate scent. She shimies her wings excitedly, her usual bouncy, fun loving nature showing now as she looks forward to a visit from one of her other sons.

Friedrich smiled weakly. Personally, he had never really enjoyed it when his siblings came around. It was too... busy. Just alot for his calm, peace-loving mind.

He squeaked as a twig ruffled his wing feathers as it fell from a tree nearby, and immediately brushed it off. He had never liked getting dirty in any way.