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Finn ran down the forest path, fully intent on not looking back to see if his ma had caught on to his little disappearance yet. He managed a sigh as he careened across the path, splashing in the small stream in his way. He needed to get a safe distance away, so he'd at least have an hour or so before his ma caught up to him and dragged him back home.

Honestly, why couldn't she just let him wander and explore? Was it that bad? His Da never said anything against it. Technically, if he thought about it, his Ma didn't really care either, she just wanted to know where he went and when he would be back. Unfortunetly, Finn was ill-inclined to tell opf where he was going, just in case his Ma didn't approve of it.

So this was why he was running away, to have so fun without his ma's knowledge. Hey, some could say he was a glutton for punishment in this respect.

Finn skidded to a halt for a moment, his bright green eyes latching onto a figure that seemed to be trying to fly. He had tried it once when he'd seen a bird for the first time--but the resulting pain had made him stop. This one though, seemed to be almost successful until it fell to the ground. He winced and--with his curiosity fully quirked--set off toward the other creature.

Conviently, the other creature decided to come toward him too. That was lucky, wasn't it? As he came closer he realized that this creature was in fact another filly, though she looked absolutely nothing like Kizuka or his Ma. SHe had the attachment of wings too, pretty little things that seemed too fragile for flight at the moment. How awful.

"'Ello!" He piped back, grinning innocently, perhaps she would be adventursome like Kizuka? Or perhaps would just like to go play with him? His only introduction to females was the tomboy filly and his ma who was like her, so he had no idea if there was anyone who had different tastes, "What are ye doin' all the way out here?"

Finn smiled cheerfully as she reutrned his greeting, that was always a good sign for a good meeting. Sometimes, meetings weren't so nice.

He tilted his head to the side, curious as to why she seemed to think "lost" was a bad thing. It wasn't, it just meant that finding your way beack home was much more fun than just knowing the way! He sighed mentally remembering that not all soquili were like him and most thought getting lost was not an ideal thing. "Oh, I see," He shuffled in place for a moment then finally offered, "Well, if do ye need ter go find yer home soon?"

A surprised blink and a mischievious grin graced his features, "Oh, aye?" He agreed, raising an eyeborw, "Would ye like ter jest play then?" He hoped she would, poor FInn loved to play.

Finn grinned cheerfully--and quite innocently, if he may add--and shrugged, "Well, that really depends on what ye like ter do in the first place. I don' know ye, so I canna tell what ye'd like ter do. I like ter play tag an' get dirty an' all sorts of those things. If we can find a thing we like ter do in common, than we have loads more fun, wouldn't we?" He cocked his head to the side, curious, "So, we do ye like ter play?"

Pausing for a moment and having the grace to remember a smidgen of his manners, "I'm Finn by the way," He told he, smiling again, "Sorry fer not sayin' so earlier." He canted his head to the left a bit, "An' ye are?"

Finn recognized a fellow mischief-maker when he saw one and he grinned, "But I jest saw ye trin' ter fly. Ye didn' though, so ye don't have much of an advantage, do ye?" He retorted simply, beliving her had a good point in there, "But it's good ter know that ye aren't afraid of gettin' dirty. Most fillies are."

A cheerful smile was offered in return, though as he'd never bowed before he didn't make the same motions. He'd probably be silly-looking anyway. "It's nice ter meet ye too, Aquene."