"We've got a variety," Flora ushered Sora into the kitchen. Merryweather was washing fruit in the sink while Fauna was working on a raw turkey that would be for dinner. "Strawberry Granola, Grape Nuts, Corn Pops, Frosted Flakes, and Froot Loops."
"Good morning, Sora!" Fauna called, waving a stalk of celery at him.