The Adventures of a Curious Rainwing

Sunflower, in the Jungle, Questioning a Bush

Sunflower had to know. They inched closer to the bush. It had definently been moving, and was now acting like it hadn't. As they got closer, they could see a few more details. A tip of a green wing. A talon, buried in the ground. They gulped. "E-excuse me, bush. Are you a sloth?" The bush continued to pretend it was a bush. Sunflower might need to take further action. But...
Should they poke it? Or rip away branches? Or maybe run away screaming about a dragon eating bush? Or... well. Well maybe just smoosh it.