One call away

Otem, which the mare says is her name, says she's a tribrid and then uses her wing and points at her horn. Ae'ith cocks her small head sideways, watching Otem carefully. Momma also said Aei'ith was a tribrid, and had even explained it to the babe, but it was hard to tell when someone was a unicorn or uniquine or pegasus or pegiquine or tribrid or pegicorn. A lot of the species overlapped, so it was hard to tell at first glance who was what and what was what. Otem is an adult though, she's more developed and educated, so Aei'ith declares inwardly that when she gets to be as big as Otem she'll be able to tell the differences also. "Awwwwwtum!" As she had with Pandora, Aei'ith repeats Otem's name in her garbled speech, trying to memorize it. Foals were not the best at remembering small details like names, so repeating it to herself would allow her to do so. "Tri means twee!" She was proud of this little tidbit of knowledge. To most, the fact that tri alludes to three would be common sense, but Aei'ith was new in this world, others' common senses were her fun facts. Aei'ith never understood how she was a tribrid and her momma was simply a pegasus. Having not been explained the birds and the bees (and never having met her papa), it made no sense a tribrid could come out of a pegasus, so she, again, told herself must be magic. She wondered where Otem came from and how she was so big and if she had kids like momma did. Was Pandora Otem's baby? If a tribrid could come out of a pegasus, surely a bird could come out of something that is part pegasus, like a tribrid (aka Otem). Aei'ith is brought back from her thoughts by Otem's simple question. Her fluffy ears swivel on top of her small head as she tries to conjure up an answer. "Wellllllll, uhhh. Momma is.." Trying to remember where momma is, her brows furrow. "Somewhere," she concludes with uncertainty, but what is expected of a newborn? "I wanted to explore, but momma said, not there!" she imitated momma's voice poorly, halfway reenacting the scene for Otem. "But den I go with no momma!" Aei'ith had, in all sense of the word, run away from momma. "I no know how to be back." She gave an awkward horse-shrug, her shoulders raising awkwardly. Aei'ith was in the habit of wandering away from her momma to explore. It's what she was doing now so in her mind she wasn't necessarily lost but she definitely wasn't where she was supposed to be and could not get back. To anyone around her, she would seem helplessly lost, but maybe to the foal she was just exploring, unaware of the dangers that lurked around her at every corner.