your fuchsia smile

Her attention was stolen from her little snack by the massive male speaking. "Oh this?" he asked, and the weird baby slid off of his body and onto the ground. Oh no! It made a weird shush sound as it slid over his fur. "No it's not a baby, but I use it to carry things in." He explained, while a round thing tumbled out of the not-baby. Was that for playing? She got back up, trying not to look as hurt-y as she felt. Every time she moved, her elbows chafed and her knee skin screamed.

She paused to lick at her knee, distracted by the ouchies. Shaking it off as best she could, she took another few steps closer. "I don't have to much right now, just some fruit I've collected," he added. That must have been what the round thing was. It was real shiny, and reddish with some yellow stripes. She didn't know much about fruit. Da had said something about them, that berries and stuff were tasty. "For eating?" She asked, looking up at him with furrowed brows. The pallid child wasn't all that sure the strange fruit would fit in her mouth.

"What's it named?" The youth asked next, pausing to lick her inner elbow. She pointed to the fruit with one forepaw. Wait, more importantly- "What're you named?" It was good to ask for everyone's name. A nice thing to do.

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