It's a pleasant day for travel, and Deka's enjoying it - just enough clouds in the sky to cut the early summer heat, a nice breeze, birds singing in the trees, the clop of her draft goat's hooves on the trail, the twittering of her griffon friends as they flit from tree to tree overhead, keeping pace with her cart. She's excited, too: She's on her way to wizard college, but she's decided to check with any wizards she hears of along the way, as well, to see if she can find an apprenticeship, and the people in the last village she passed suggested she try here, at the arboreal mansion she's surely just a few minutes from being able to glimpse through the trees.
"...That's...good," One decides, and then falls quiet to focus more on climbing, aiming for the top of the canopy again.
The griffons follow, Figment taking more of a lead as Phantasm goes more quiet and thoughtful.
Eventually their climb brings them to a platform slung between the trunks of several trees, too thin at this height to support it via the elves' usual building methods, where someone is growing plants in the stronger light near the open sky. Raafi hovers beside it, examining the flowers, but looks up when they get close: "Oh, hello."
"Oh," One says thoughtfully, nodding, and then finds himself a high perch, still a little out of Raafi's reach. "Yeah. It's- nice."
Pauses again, quietly, almost to Phantasm and Figment rather than Raafi. "Sad that we can't show Deka."
Raafi's similarly quiet: "Flight's one that I can share, if you think she'd like it."
"Well, you probably know her better than I do at this point, I'm not going to guess it. We could ask."
His grin widens a bit. "Is now a good time, do you think, or should we wait for another day?"
Figment eyes the angle of the sun. "Should be, yeah. Wuk. Probably just getting home, if she didn't stop anywhere."
"We can go check, then - I can carry you, if you'd like, it'll be a bit faster." He stays still as he speaks, not drifting any closer.
He floats over and offers his arms for One to climb into. "You can put your claws in my vest if you'll feel safer that way, I don't mind mending it."
"All right." He waits for One to get settled and heads off at a brisk walking pace. "How has your day been?"
"It's been good, I think?" One says after a moment. "I sat for the elf that wanted to draw me, and Figment, and Phantasm?"
"Oh! Swimming. And I got to watch the elf drawing some while she drew Figment and Phantasm!"
One hums. "I didn't...dislike it? It felt a bit weird? But it...didn't hurt? And I...think it was kinda nice?"
He nods. "That could just be that you aren't used to it. Good to know either way, though. How about the artist, what was that like?"
"It was...nice? Strange. New. But...I kind of know how to hold still. So...that bit was easy. But she was...nice? And...let me have a break, and paid me before that, but said she wanted me to come back if I was up for it?"