Leery eyes darted between the two; the fawn trying not cringe away from the mothering instinct of the pretty lady while trying to pay attention to the odd noises coming from the bird bunny. It seemed almost acted like she were its young as well. Yet, neither of them were her mother...why did they try so hard to care for her when her mother would be back. She would.

Coughing a bit around her flower, she chewed slowly and nosed at the detached grape. Almost smiling at how it rolled about. While she was truly hungry, the grumbling from her stomach surfacing once more, Vivi seemed to find her appetite locked up somewhere. She didn't know it....but her cold was misleading her. Unfortunately she couldn't ignore the bird bunny and the pretty lady any more with their hovering. Perhaps if she ate a bit, they wouldn't worry as much.

Taking a grape into her mouth, she made a face at the sour juices that rolled over tongue as she bit down and quickly pushed the grape back out of her mouth as she half crawled backwards away from the fruit.