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Yrse smiled. There! Not strangers anymore. She now knew Dru and all was well. The dribbling part was hard and when she pushed the stone away it went off at an angle and not straight at Dru.

"Oops! I've never talked to a bird," Yrse said, hoping that Dru would manage to catch the rock anyway, "But we eat eggs sometimes. That's why they get upset, right?"

Eggs were a rare treat, and Yrse was well aware of where they came from. She'd never tried to talk to birds (or to any food-animal really) but she wanted to try. Perhaps not a bird with eggs, however. She really enjoyed eggs and figured the conflict of interest might be a bit dangerous in the long run.

"Yeah," Yrse agreed, "I bet my dad would be pretty upset if someone eated me."

She fell silent and tried another dribble. It was a bit easier this time around, but she needed to concentrate fully and not talk while she did it. The tip of her tongue was sticking out as she concentrated and sent the stone rolling towards Dru.

"What did you do with the she?" she asked, "We just let them fall to the ground after when we have eggs."

Yrse listened in wide eyed awe as Dru explained how to handle monkeys. She nearly lost focus and had to scramble to catch the stone they were playing with. It seemed like an awful lot of work to do for a piece of shell, so it must really be important to the older girl. Yrse didn't have any important treasures like that, but with the monkey problem it might be a good thing. She made a mental note not to trust monkeys if she ever got a treasure of her own.

"I think I need to leave," she said, perking her ears at a sound in the distance, "That's my dad calling."

She beamed at the older girl, and thanked her for the playtime before bouncing off in the high grass.