[open] It's alright to be lil bitty

[Smidgen]

There is a twinkle in her eyes, predominantly a striking blue with some flecks of brown, as she smiles up at the Big Weir man. Her ears perk up as he does that rumble again, though this time it's loud and from somewhere deep. She can't help but giggle along with him, for the way he laughs is really contagious, although she worries a little that she may have actually been wrong in her definition of 'lotto' and that is why he laughs. Fortunately, that worry is very short lived as he confirms she is- in some form- correct. The small girl beams proudly at her newfound friend, never minding the fact that it wasn't always best to talk to strangers, especially stallions. No one had ever taught her the dangers of the world, but even then, Smidgen had never been afraid of much, and she had yet to meet one of those 'strangers'. She doesn't exactly go running up to everyone, but she definitely doesn't keep to herself. She more or less has the tendency to wander into others, or vice versa, the latter of which has happened here today.

Looking up at the red speckled-y giant with the pretty warm-looking eyes as she explains her fairy presence in the meadow, she then listens as he covers his apparent mistake for not realizing what she'd said. She frowns and tilts her head at his words. Ah, he must mean what the Beqanna Fairy did when she grew the mountain and changed the world. Well, perhaps if he hadn't forgotten that fairies could be anywhere at any time, then she wouldn't have needed to make that change. The fairies are wonderful, she knows, but she couldn't imagine how they'd feel if they'd been forgotten. Something twinges within the girl's chest at the thought, as if it should strike a chord. She doesn't really remember, but she has in fact been forgotten as well. Maybe. She hadn't been born from thin air, when she'd been plopped and cleaned in the safety of the Den, but she'd never seen her mother. Didn't know her father. She'd only known the Guardian fairy who had tended her and kept her well. She'd seen other foals in the Den, dropped off by their own mothers, or some such adult who didn't want them anymore. She'd seen them cry out for their mommies, and some even received answers from not-mommies who then took them 'home'. Smidge had been grateful for the magic that reigned, and she'd never cried. She simply carried on, watchful in the brush and gaining strength to wander out. She didn't beg for someone to want her, didn't see reason to cry. She had herself and what friends she made along the way, and believes the fairies will be there if she ever needs them. She believes it is enough, even if she doesn't know it's not the way it's 'supposed' to be. The small girl is a happy child, healthy, and has managed to stay safe this far. What else could be important?

She snaps out of her thoughts as Weir speaks again, in answer to her question of why he was here. Hm, so he had lost, too. The girl watches his face as he talks of them, his family and friends, catches the slight change in his expression (worry? sadness?) before he smiles and says he will find them. She smiles too, and nods, thinking of what to say but then he speaks again. His next words spur her into excitement once more and she bounces. "It IS!! It's Sooo big!" She giggles and settles down a bit. "Yeah! I help you, Mister Weirry Man! Only..." and this time she shows a little bashfulness. "I dunno what dey wook wike." The way she says it, ducking her head and eyes so big and blue staring up at him, you'd think she just committed some horrible act. "You miss dem, don't you? I can tell." She doesn't want to say it, but wonders how good she'd really be at finding something. especially other horses. Afterall, she is very small. It takes the girl a lot longer to even cross the meadow than it would for someone his size. But she can try. Yes, she would do this for her new friend. "Wha'dya call 'em?" She pauses to wait, but then she wonders something else. "What do I say if- um, when I find 'em?"

Smidgen!

small in stature, not heart

((Gah, I feel like this is such word vomit. I am so sorry ._. ))