A tiny mouth opened and yawned after Zash had kissed him. Little babbles left him and he let out a soft sob. Being awake was not fun for him yet. The air was slightly cool and he snuggled down into the warmth of the blanket then rubbed his face against the grey's soft coat babbling softly as he did so. The world was so big to him. He'd been alive for just a short time but already he'd forgotten his horrible mother. The only one he knew and loved was Zash and as far as he was concerned Zash was all there was. This made him startle quite easily when any others came by such as others of Zash's friends and family.

The buck shot a smile in the direction of the fawn, but the smile slipped off his face. His head jerked around, swaying slightly on his hooves. He had definitely heard something that time. Had to have. His chocolate gaze scanned the countless blades of grass, letting the minutes tick by until he finally caught sight of something reddish brown amongst the gold and brown. Zash's first thought was a predator- that was until he tipped his head a little and realized whatever it was, was resting and not in a crouch. Didn't mean it wasn't a predator, just meant it wasn't hunting Basil. Or himself. He slowly picked his way closer, angling himself so he could peer through the grasses to look at the face. He kept a good several feet between them and himself, feeling himself relax a little though when he saw the face. It-she?- didn't look like a monster hell bent on destroying innocent lives. He shot a glance behind him toward the little fawn bundle, but returned his attention to the little white striped, reddish brown deer. "Hello there..."

She flattens herself to the ground as the stranger approaches. She hopes they aren't mad or anything. She squeaks slightly as Zash speaks. Oh, they talk! Oh... Sadly, she has a speech issue and really can't communicate well. She nods her head at the stranger, but keeps low. No sudden moves, now. She lifts her head more as the little one starts crying. She didn't mean to take your big thing away. Her face turns to a saddened look and she lowers her ears.

He sniffled softly but with Zash near him again he immediately stopped his crying and turned his bright eyes to the other in their presence. A mix of baby babels and mouth bubbles followed as he kept staring at her , wondering who and what she was.

Zash smiled, though who it was directed at wasn't known. So this one was just a child too then- at least, the face suggested child. She was a very big child if that was the case, but then again, those giants that roamed around this place had to grow somehow. He just had never seen one as a fawn. She could also just look larger than normal because of how small Basil was. At her enthusiastic nodding he couldn't help but chuckle, "Well come on then! Come sit. I'm Zash and this little guy is Basil. Do you have a name?"

She isn't a giant, but a large antelope. A docile species. She nods once again and blinks at the much younger one. So little. She doesn't remember being that small at all. She tilts her head at his question. Time to try and talk. "'m Seyu... " Sethunya peeps out at him and gives a faint smile to Basil.

Basil looked with wide eyes at Seyu before erupting into giggled and his small legs began to flail about. He liked smiles very much and hers was very pretty. After his giggle fit the tiny one returned to blowing mouth bubbles and watching small insects that crept by and occasionally put one on papa zash's legs.

Her simple nod made the buck go quiet, smiling at Basil's antics and resting in the sunlight. She either didn't talk much, or didn't know enough words to get her point across. That was okay. He was used to silent company.
Allowing the minutes to tick by, Zash "You've been here most of the day, haven't you? I feel like I saw you earlier...or...goodness I hope that was you. Did you want something?" he shot the little one a look, studying her for a long moment. The only things he had to offer was companionship, a blanket and the supply of milk he kept on hand for the little one. Was she weaned yet? He wished he knew more about fawns, but really he had no idea just by looking at them. He glanced toward the bottles of goat milk he had picked up outside of the forest. Then to the fawn and then back again. Each glance was his own attempt at convincing himself it wasn't the most far off guess in the world. Would it be an insult to mention it? His own daughter would have probably thrown a fit if he had mistaken her for not being a big girl. But Seyu didn't seem the most outspoken or stubborn individual he had met...
Regardless he withheld the question for the moment, waiting for her response before offering anything. Maybe she was just lonely. He could understand that. He could understand that very well.

Sethunya isn't entirely weaned, no. It was a frustration to her. She often cried about her hurting tummy. Crying often attracts predator so she'd have to force herself to stop every time. " Yau. Vee heeoowah. " She struggles to get the words out. It's fine in her head, but not when it comes out of her mouth. " Wan Cuwas. Yuee neece? " She mutters out, lowering her ears at the butchered words. She looks most apologetic, but it quickly turns to concern as the smaller one flopped over. " Hmmn ooosey? Ooosey "

[ Translations: Yes, I've been here/ I was curious. You seem nice?/ Are you okay? Okay? ]

Basil was confused as to Zash's action till he was sitting up. He pout a little at his new possition but soon found himself engrossed in a tiny beetle crawling by. A surprised bleat escaped when Zash nuzzled him and which was followed by a well timed giggle to follow Zash's comment. His eyes followed where Zash was looking back to the other one. Taking a moment he took on a very serious expression and slowly, and quite shakily, pushed his butt in the air. It wobbled and only stayed up due to how close he was to Zash. Then, with a bit of work he got up on his front legs too. He wobbled there looking at the other and took one step before nothing but legs folded beneath him and became a tangled mess. Silence then a soft whine and sob followed as he shifted to hide his face in Zash's fur.

Zash glanced toward Seyu moving closer, but the little black and blue's fawn attempt at standing caught his attention. "Awe," he murmured, nuzzling the little fluffy head, "You almost had it, Bud. Almost. You'll get the hang of it." He glanced at the distance between Seyu and the fawn, before trying to gently nose him in that direction. "Why don't you try to go say hi?"

[Super sorry about how late this is. ;-;]

Seyu blinks at the child. What wobbly legs. She leans her head in to sniff Basil and Zash, as she had not solidified their smells yet. Would make her feel better to know familiar scents. "Heewu, Biss." She smiles at him. Pretty baby.

Basil decided standing was too much work and rolled on his back, pulling a long blade of grass to his mouth to nibble on while Zash spoke to the older fawn. His blue eyes darted from one to the other as he nibbled the grass. Although he didn't understand a word he was transfixed by the interaction.