"So I'm not going to become grass when I turn all green?" Mrengo repeated slowly, her lips pursing ever so slightly as she considered his words. It was at this point that she gave the grass a long, hard stare before finally shuffling out of his grasp again and sitting beside her braid. A moment's pause and then she gave the grass a gentle pat before continuing to braid it once more, her expression no longer horrified at the possibility of being devoured within the next few years.
"It's okay, we can be friends again," she said, obviously to the grass as she continued with her work. "Szurke says I'm not going to turn into you just yet so that's okay but you're super brave for letting those wildebeast nom on you," she added and offered a bright smile before peering at her braid. It was at this point that she began to carefully cut it away from the other grass strands, picking it up and padding over to Szurke where she promptly stuck it to his mane.
"There! At least you guys can be safe from wildebeast cause Mister Szurke will totally keep you safe, true story!"
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