One call away

The mare's words are abrupt and snappy. I wasn't talking to you. Aei'ith's mouth opens into a small O shape, wondering why the mare had lied to her. "I Pan?" She asked briefly, before the mare continued, explaining that she wasn't talking to Aei'ith, but Pandora, the bird. The foal was small, and could not see what was a top of the mare's back until it hoped around and flew before her like some sort of ninja. Aei'ith, completely unsure what to do, shoved her snout towards the bird. "Hi Pandoooowaaaah!" The child couldn't properly pronounce the bird's name, but tried her hardest regardless. She clacks her teeth at the bird as a sign of respect, something many foals do to their superiors (which Aei'ith saw Pandora as). You see, Aei'ith hadn't seen many companions (because she was fairly new at the whole living thing) and Aurelia certainly hadn't explained the concept to her (which was understandable because of her dead companion), leaving Aei'ith simply not knowing what this bird was doing hanging around this mare. Aei'ith simply assumed it was magic that kept the two together, which was a rather intelligent guess, yet it wasn't surprising she guessed it was magic. Anything that didn't make sense to the babe she chalked up to as magic. Why was grass green? Certainly not chlorophyll- no, it was magic. Why were there clouds and sun and rain and the moon and stars and anything? Must be magic. So it wasn't all that surprising when she decided in her underdeveloped mind that the bird seeming to understand what they were saying as magic. The mare breaks her from her thoughts, asking her who she is. Excitement bubbles within her at the opportunity to say who she is which makes her momentarily forget the correction the mare had just made. "I Pan!" She offers the stranger a mostly gummy grin, her baby teeth just starting to come in, leaving large sections of her gum exposed as she smiles. After a moment, her happy expression is lost and morphs into a more focused one. "No wait," she says in a concerned manner, her milky eyes flicking back to the bird. "That you!" She offers another grin, an even bigger one than the last. "I Aei'ith!" Her name is so odd, but she figures the stranger will have no trouble pronouncing it. It's like saying the letter i, following by an eeth. If the newborn could say it, the two-year-old before her certainly should be able to too. "You who?" Of course, her underdeveloped speech and awkward toddler lisp force her to say and pronounce everything in a slightly skewed way, but it wasn't indiscernible.