The swamp is rather peaceful with various birds chirping and bugs buzzing. All feels right with the world until Plant falls from the sky into a small puddle disturbing the insects formerly inhabiting the puddle. It does not know why its leaves feel so heavy, but this seems like a good place to rest and get some nutrients. Shaking off excess seeds from its roots Plant plants into the ground below the shallow puddle. Luckily for the little Peahat the puddle is in a sunny spot so its leaves can absorb sunlight. Although without its knowing Plant had cracked open a few seeds while shaking them off. Among the open seeds was a scent seed, a glow seed, and a Boko Baba seed. While the Peahat absorbs nutrients and sun it gets covered in scent seed scent, glow seed glowing powder and a small Boko Baba Bud begins to grow beside Plant.
At the peak of dawn lay the serene glow of the sun's rays that breaks through foliage and brings life to the swamp, which in turn repays the world around it with the ceaseless music of nature. The calm, murky waters are awakened once more as ripples dance across its surface. A hunter, gliding delicately across the waters like a Loftwing in the sky begins her morning of life by searching for food. Between the fish beneath her and the various small organisms, she had plenty to choose from. If she were lucky, perhaps a weary traveler would cross her path. Oh, what a feast that would be! There was much to look forward for this Tektite; the serendipity that engulfed her home promised a prosperous day of survival. That is, however, until she finds herself swallowed by the murky depths... A thin dorsal fin protrudes from the surface and rips through the waters of the swamp. Anything with flesh disappeared into swamp water and left its blood to dye its home the color of unfortunate prey. The predator, travelling swiftly and feasting mercilessly, eventually reaches the shallow edges of her hunting ground. The vicious Frenzy that raided the lives of the water finally emerges from the surface, razor sharp teeth piercing the severed leg of a Tektite and jaws firmly trapping the delicious snack in her maw. Blood red eyes roved about the surroundings of this bizarrely rapacious blue Zora armored in bronze and equipped with a savage battle ax. Not moments of her materialization onto dry land, Iphrenzee found herself encapsulated by a sweet fragrance. Her eyes lock into a direction; the way to the source of such an appetizing, intoxicating aroma that riled her craving to feast more. Her mighty jaws snap over her disembodied snack, crushing it behind a wolfish grin as she advances towards what could potentially become the next meal of the day.
Plant feels the ground move as something approaches it. Feeling like it is in danger the Peahat unroots from the puddle just in time to bump into whatever was approaching it. Bumping in the the new thing causes a few Bomb Seeds to fall off Plant and crack open on the ground causing many small explosion noises to go off. Since Plant has not yet developed a fight or flight response the thing it bumped into became its object of attention causing the Peahat to hover as close as possible to the thing it bumped into bumping into it more and more trying to figure it out.
As she approaches, Iphrenzee absentmindedly licks her lips avariciously as the potent smell grows stronger and sweeter. Salivating, the huntress couldn't help but mull over what kind of delicious meal she was in for. What kind of creature was it and why in Din's name did it smell so sweet? As far as she knows, no fleshy creature held such a captivating aroma. Her gleeful gait slows to a sour saunter as she begins to realize that this couldn't possibly be a delicious treat. Though she didn't particularly mind her greens, something told her that whatever flora was attracting her likely wants to make a meal out of her instead. Suddenly with little warning something emerges before her and bumps into her chest armor, earning a short gasp of surprise from the Zora. The very next moments were filled with small, albeit noisy explosions that drive her to double back and throw her arms up to brace against the blasts and any debris that came her way. After a moment, just before she could assess the situation further, the same familiar small body of life bumps into her. Again. And again. Iphrenzee peers past her guarding arms and was surprised to spy upon a Peahat. No, perhaps not quite surprised to see the Peahat. Rather, she was surprised to see a Peahat not trying to kill her. If it had been, it's doing a very feeble job of doing so. The Zora stands from her cautious stance and places both hands on each hip, watching the little flying flora creature continually familiarizing itself with the fact that she exist. Though incredulous and somewhat annoyed, she can do little but sneer and quip at this development: "I don't suppose you've ever seen a Zora before, eh?"
