Iggy hadn't realized that it was a person who'd caused the tree to grow, he'd been circling, high enough up that he could've just been an oversized bird, really, and he'd felt the displacement of air, however faint, and moments later he'd caught a whiff of the unmistakable smell of cherry blossoms, dropping into a dive, landing lightly and shaking out his wings before folding them back as he padded closer, curious.