The little capybara keeps running in circles, barking its head off in obvious fright. She’s wondering whether or not she should try to lead it back to the river where the rest of its kin must be, when an unfamiliar voice floats out of the foliage.
Vi’s head pops up, immediately curious. Her dark ears swivel forward as a black head pops out of the bushes. She’s kind of excited when she realizes that it’s someone her age, and a girl! The filly comments on the capybara, and Vi’s eyes glance at it before returning to the girl’s face. “I think it’s lost. Do yah think we should help it find it’s way home?”
The girl introduces herself, and Vi smiles. “Nice to meet yah Sette!” She likes the shorter version of the girl’s name much better - Anguisette seems like a terribly long name. It would get tiring having to say that all the time. “I’m Vi.” Her nostrils twitch, picking up the girl’s scent. While she does smell a little bit of the Jungle, she also smells a little bit of something else … or rather, somewhere else. Her dark head cocks to the side. “Are you from somewhere else? You smell … different.” She kind of hopes she's wrong, and that the girl lives here and just ended up falling in something stinky. It’s been terribly lonely hanging out with only her mother for company. It would be nice to have a friend.
Vi’s head pops up, immediately curious. Her dark ears swivel forward as a black head pops out of the bushes. She’s kind of excited when she realizes that it’s someone her age, and a girl! The filly comments on the capybara, and Vi’s eyes glance at it before returning to the girl’s face. “I think it’s lost. Do yah think we should help it find it’s way home?”
The girl introduces herself, and Vi smiles. “Nice to meet yah Sette!” She likes the shorter version of the girl’s name much better - Anguisette seems like a terribly long name. It would get tiring having to say that all the time. “I’m Vi.” Her nostrils twitch, picking up the girl’s scent. While she does smell a little bit of the Jungle, she also smells a little bit of something else … or rather, somewhere else. Her dark head cocks to the side. “Are you from somewhere else? You smell … different.” She kind of hopes she's wrong, and that the girl lives here and just ended up falling in something stinky. It’s been terribly lonely hanging out with only her mother for company. It would be nice to have a friend.