Finding herself curled up asleep in a pegasi nest come morning, really was not all that strange to the catling. Finding herself nose to nose with a pegasi foal was. Normally the parents were protective to the point of not letting anyone anywhere near the little ones till they were almost a year old, and this little one was a bare two months. A soft sigh and the catling was reaching out to scratch the nose of the little one with a soft purr and a whispered "Well good morning to you too kitten.... Have we named you yet?"

The little cream colored filly just wickered her pleasure at the scritchings and went about her explorations of the strange creature in what she considered "Her" nest. Her parents were not far away watching protectively over their offspring. The catling sighed to the foal. "I'd best be going before your mamma decides to tear me to bits little one."

And with that she crept out of the nest, a fond pat given to Roar and his mate, Lioness's Growl, before pausing at the nameplate before the stall. An empty space had been left for the little ones name, and the catling knew just what to call her. and so the chalk by the nameplate was picked up and the new name scrawled below the parents. Kitten's Meow. Another smile to the little one and the catling was headed out calling over her sholder "welcome to the Family Kitten."