Near the village, I strolled up a path towards the nursery. I was hoping for a good feast there, an in-training and egg buffet always an excellent start to a day, but you never really could tell what to expect from these places. A Skullmeramon was guarding the last one I tried, and I still was finding scorch marks in places I didn't know I had. With any luck this one would be more conductive to my hopes, but even if it wasn't, I'd find some fun to have with it. As the young girl and baby digimon came into sight, I walked closer, but not too fast. My unusual aura, which at the moment was clawing at nearby leaves, tended to unnerve people.