AND THE MOME RATHS OUTGRABE
The creature simply looked back at the young filly, blinking its big eyes slowly as words tumbled out her mouth. It did not speak back of course, nor did it seem to make any acknowledgement of her declarations. It peered down, uninterested as it clung to a branch wrong-side up. It did however seem to be smiling, its flat face and protruding forehead quite amusing. It was kind of cute, in an ugly sort of way. The green-tinted, shaggy hair covered its body like a cheap wig.
The crashing through the leaves and vines, the roots and stems, does not go unnoticed by the young roan. Her dainty ears flick against her dark mane, her neck and head turn just in time to be greeted with a nose bump. An odd sight if not an adorable one, the lightest of touch against the girls jaw. She knew it was her mother, even before the ton sized herbivore spoke. Sarkis was friendly, even overly so, but a grown rhinoceros rarely had reason to approach her. The babes sometimes allowed her quick visits, their mothers not far off, keeping a close stink-eye on her.
An excited nicker left her mouth, a jubilant noise as she rubbed her velvet nose to the rough gray. ”Im not exactly sure!” As always, everything was excitement. Emotion rushing out through her words as she spoke them, creating contagious atmosphere. ”I think I will just call him ‘Smiles’, look at his funny flat face.” Her hazel eyes darted back to the odd fury creature, and still it sat staring at them both. ”He stays so still mama, just hanging there upside down all day, I don’t think he’s moved a single inch.” She found this rather impressive, and wished to impart the information to her mother. Sarkis could never have accomplished such a feat, even the thought was a terrible idea to her.