[Save perhaps Sync's recent arrival, Ion hasn't been as stressed as he has been these past few months. The lack of experiments has made for a nice change of pace, though he's been refraining from saying as much. Just in case the Malnosso suddenly feel like putting an end to this little break... but it's that lack of stress that makes this new condition of his all the more mysterious. Losing a few feathers when he was sick wasn't entirely uncommon for him, and he had been feeling rather under the weather these past few days, but... well.]

Perhaps this is a bit of an odd question, but has anyone ever had their wings suddenly [...] change? Aside from just the color.

[Glancing over his shoulder. He has his wings folded behind his back so they don't appear in the journal-window. Usually they weren't out at all... which is mostly why he's only now noticing the change.]

Though I guess the color would apply as well, in this case...

[...]

[What, they don't really teach about filial puberty in school! At least, if they did, it was probably one of those days Ion when was out sick. Which is a lot. Though someone Ion's age probably should have already lost most of the fluffy feathers on his wings...... he's a late bloomer, okay.]

[After being flung into countless numbers of trees from the third party's traps during the last draft, Ion swore to himself he'd never climb another tree for as long as he lived. Obviously, he didn't count on finding a baby bird having fallen out of its nest when he made that declaration. And with the mother bird calling for her child overhead, Ion couldn't just leave the poor thing there to die.]

[Thankfully, getting to the top of the tree where the nest was had been surprisingly easy! Getting down... not so much. He didn't notice the lower branch breaking until after he stepped off of it, and now that he was on his way down, he found himself stuck. He wasn't too high up, but this particular tree had quite a few thorn bushes around it. He'd been able to avoid them going up for the most part, but if he were to try jumping, the chance of him falling into one of these bushes was rather high. He wasn't too far off the path, just a ways north of the village, so hopefully someone will spot him.]

[Though, in restrospect, today was probably a bad day to wear green.]

~

[Assuming the princess is eventually rescued, Ion will be spending the remainder of the day at the library in search of a few new books to read before eventually returning home, his clothes still looking a bit worse for wear.]



[[ooc: Feel free to break time and space for the first part, or run into him walking towards the library looking... well, like he fell out of a tree.]]

[Distant mumbling can be heard from the journal.] Nnn, it's chilly this morning... eh? What am I doing outside?

[There's a short pause. Then, a gasp.]

I... I'm back. I'm alive, I...!

[The voice grows louder as whoever is speaking approaches the journal. The voice sounds a little anxious.] Hello? Is someone there? I'm not sure where I've been dropped off. This could be any part of the forest... oh! There's the river!

[There's a soft rustling noise, followed by the pitter-patter of hurried footsteps.] House 1... shouldn't be too far from here... ah, I can see the village now! [The voice cuts off with a soft click as the journal is closed.]

[For those walking around the village, you may notice a certain green-haired new feather quickly making his way through the village with a big smile on his face, as though he knows exactly where he needs to be. He didn't know how long he'd been gone, but just in case, he had to check his old home. Feel free to stop him for a chat! And for those of you in House 1, expect a sudden house guest~]

[Those paying attention to the journals may notice a rather sudden THWACK ringing out from one of the pages. The reason? A certain someones journal has just become an impromptu weapon against a nearby Tease. Unfortunately for Ion, he only noticed Allen's entry after deciding to read a book with the window wide open in his bedroom. Before getting even halfway through reading the PSA, a small group of the butterflies in question had fluttered into the room! This had been just a bad month all around, wasn't it?

The journal falls open to the ground as the boy rushes over to slam the window shut. Immediately after, occupants of House One will find Ion checking all the rooms in the house to be sure the windows are tightly closed, and all the while a small trail of blood is flowing unattended down his cheek.]


[After some time passes, Ion returns to his discarded journal and picks it up with a heavy sigh. First burning trees fell from the sky and now... biting butterflies! Not to mention Anise was still kidnapped... while she didn't have to deal with all this, staying with the Malnosso was no picnic either. In a moment, he speaks.]

Is this the Malnosso's doing? Or does no one know for sure yet?