As was likely to become her custom, Trixcillia only partially listened to Speaker as he began to designate tasks to the group, her pointed ears perking up at the mention of her own name. Feeling the Entirassi's eyes upon her, she let herself fall backward into a supine position to stare up at him, the smile which had come about upon exiting the ship growing larger by the moment. Being at the front of the group was exactly where she'd be happiest, so there were no complaints at all. She'd have to concentrate just a bit on being a good scout to ensure she and Luna got to keep their positions for the entirety of the time on the wondrous planet. Their current route down to the research facility would offer comparatively little in the way of new discoveries, this area was the most well documented after all. Having little else to do during the time trapped inside the ship, Trix had made herself quite familiar with all the information available.<br/><br/>"<span style="color: #ff8000">Alright everyone, follow us!</span>" she called out once Speaker had finished and everyone looked more or less ready to begin the descent. It was child's play for the Dryadi to simply find space enough between the dense foliage to wriggle between branches and float softly from one layer to the next. Trix was thankful to have the excuse of waiting on the others, it hid just how difficult it was for her body to constantly adjust to the environment, going down too quickly would feel like being crushed in a vice. But it was still better than being stuck in one of those itchy enviro-suits, she assured herself. "<span style="color: #ff8000">Hey, Luna,</span>" she called out mischievously, "<span style="color: #ff8000">Have you heard about the honey these trees produce? I bet it's pretty tasty!</span>" As long as the multi-coloured birds didn't try to peck at them it was<i>probably</i>safe enough for Luna, even if she got stuck for a time. And the sticky sap did look delicious, no wonder it captured so many insects.<br/><br/>Speaking of insects, it seemed that Trix's natural glow was attracting a specific species and one whose appearance didn't match any of the reports she'd read up on. "<span style="color: #ff8000">Evy, what are these?</span>" she asked, pointing her 'watch' at one of the brightly-winged and rather viscious looking creatures. Though its patterened wings resembled those of an Earth moth or butterfly, the body was elongated with a pronged tail and its limbs ended in what could almost be described as miniature swords. Trixcillia fluttered closer to one for a better view, her excitement doubling at the prospect of being the first to discover this particular species. "<span style="color: #ff8000">Hey!</span>" she shouted loudly enough so that the whole group would be able to hear her. "<span style="color: #ff8000">If they're undocumented then let's call them...</span>" she stifled a laugh, looking to Issy and Maia, "<span style="color: #ff8000">Large breasted snake moths!</span>"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>