[PRP] Friend or lunch? (Brute x Kenna)

[RockerWolfie1616]

Bright curious eyes glanced all about, little hooves daintily carrying the young filly a bit out of her families shared territories. While her papa Oberon was visiting grandmother Chepi she had snuck off..which the slightly mischievous foal had learned was exceedingly easy if the soquili you were sneaking away from had less than perfect vision.
With the tiniest of gleeful giggles Kenna did a few little leaps into the air in some strange little dance. If only her sister were here to play a game! After a few more leaps Kenna started to explore..humming with curiosity when a new scent hit her nose. Ears swiveling she hoped to hear whoever or whatever it was, not yet old enough to understand the dangers that lurked all around.

When nothing immediately made itself known she let her head dip down, sniffing a few wildflowers to see if perhaps they were somehow responsible for the new aroma. Then the smallest of sounds drew her gaze again, was that a growl? Brows furrowing Kenna stood taller..little chest puffed up to try and appear bigger. "Hello? Who's there? " Growling could be something bad or maybe not..Papa did have a few friends who ate meat & made different sounds. They may have been a tiny bit scary at first but, then Kenna had learned they were just /different/.
 

[RockerWolfie1616]

That was something Kenna could say for certain she had not anticipated seeing out here all alone..another foal. Though this foal was quite different, a touch bigger than her with pawed feet..plus he looked grouchy. Despite all of those features the filly looked beyond that, the brightest of giggles escaping at his words. Oh dear.Trying to stop giggling so he wouldn’t think she was teasing him Kenna eventually spoke up. ”We are the same silly! My daddy just had wings..and my Papa has horns, we are family so we look alike.” Unbothered when he got a little closer she leant forward with her own curiosity spiked. ” I’m Kenna! What’s your name? You live nearby?” Whilst awaiting an answer she stretched out her tiny wings..partially because they felt cramped..and partially because she wanted to see what he’d do. With the feathered appendages spread open Kenna gave a few delicate flaps..smiling at the feeling. “It’s okay if you don’t talk much, my great grandpa has trouble speaking!” Since he’d mentioned lunch she started glancing around the area, keeping her attention split between searching and her new company. Spying a few berry bushes not too far Kenna relaxed, smiling that same silly sunny grin.
The past weekend spent with her grandmother had taught the filly to befriend anyone..so mentally she was preparing to ask more questions, perhaps offer him some food? Then they could be friends! Wings now relaxing back after another set of tiny flaps..she took in the faintest bit of red around the foal’s mouth..huh..what was that from? Had he already eaten berries? Then why did he mention her being lunch? Puzzling.
 

[RockerWolfie1616]

Giving a few nods of her head as he finally spoke up Kenna again grinned, backing up a step to do some happy hops. ” Brute! That’s a nice name I like it! Oh oh! We match again. I have a sister too! She can’t see very well but, my papa can’t either so it’s okay.” Delighted to have made some form if progress in her first meeting with another foal (that she wasn’t related to) Kenna did a few more of her signature happy hops. With a light giggle she stepped back closer to Brute, voice lowering to a whisper now. ”Hey hey…wanna be friends? Huh? Do ya?” Even if Brute said no it was too late, the young filly had made up her mind. He was her friend and would be her friend. That was that. With a resolute nod of her tiny head her gaze again flickered to the red on Brute’s mouth..maybe it wasn’t berry juice. Not wanting to be rude but, still being a young impulsive soquili she blurted out a more potentially sensitive question. ” So do you eat meat Brute? I…I mean uh. Sorry..I just noticed you had something on your face.” If he did indeed eat meat Kenna had no food to offer him, none of her immediate family consumed anything like that. Though she’d met a handful of her papa & father’s friends that did. Trying to cover her bumbling words Kenna stayed just as close to prove her next statement as true. “Don’t worry! Even i-if you do eat meat it doesn’t scare me. You’re still my friend.” Pleased at the little ‘fix’ she leaned ever so carefully closer, nose giving the other foals a playful boop..eyes twinkling with mischief that was barely contained. Her body language changed abruptly..it screamed one thing. PLAY.  

[RockerWolfie1616]

Reeling herself in at such a young age was…hard..but, Kenna did so, though her eyes held the smallest tinge of sadness. Shaking away the feeling before Brute could escape runaway she took a more polite stance. Voice lowering to a softer level..eyes kept down on her hooves which she used to paw at the earth. ” Sorry..I..I didn’t mean to be too loud.” Withholding her other apologies and questions took even more effort..leaving the filly looking a bit strange. Giving Brute time to process her words she quietly gaze back into his eyes, the pain exchanged with that same brightness. ” I don’t mind that you eat meat..I still want to get to know you Brute. You..my first friend..” Choking out the last words Kenna looked away once more, face warm from the confession. Seeing how uncomfortable he was had her heart twisting, she was bad at making friends. All her friends thus far were adults or her sister. Never another foal. Bravely pushing on Kenna took a few steps in a different direction, humming delicately before speaking in the same soft voice. ”I know a stream you could wash that off in. Can I have another chance?” Kenna made zero mention of his statement about hurting or eating her, she found in ridiculous and would have laughed if she didn’t fear scaring him off further. All she could do now was hope, tiny hooves moving a few steps towards where the stream was. Would he follow or bolt? Some wild part of Kenna knew..that if Brute ran she’d follow.  

[RockerWolfie1616]

Trying to hide her delight when Brute didn't immediately run off the foal led the way dutifully to the aforementioned stream. Again it took all of Kenna's strength to not laugh or be loud but, the idea of losing this potential friend helped her resolve. "Much better..though maybe you should run around in the sun for a bit? You don't want to go home all soaking wet do you?" Despite her calm voice it was clear to see she was stalling, desperate to keep Brute around just a little bit longer. "If..if you want maybe we could play tag? Have you played?" It would in fact help the other foal dry off but, it would also be tons of fun. Right? Kicking her hooves at the ground a bit Kenna tried to not stare..head lowering to have a quick drink from the stream. Surely she hadn't been too annoying now..she was trying so SO hard! Fighting mentally the little filly spoke up again, voice as soft as possible. " I just..I haven't met many my age. You seem really cool." Again she shyly kicked at the dirt looking anywhere but, at him. Maybe it would be wise to just run home now and forget trying to make friends.