Dragoncrest Cliffs Time will not slow down enough for me

When her mother nipped to chide her, Kiwi frowned, not sure what exactly she'd done wrong.  It was true right?  The little girl was becoming aware that there were two manners of speaking, and she much preferred the one the inner pack circle used, but tended to slip between the two.  He was strange, and he did talk weird.

"Nooo." She said, shaking her head emphatically.  "'S Em tripi. Not that."  She wanted to argue that she talked perfectly thank you, but instead couldn't resist correcting, and giggling at his traypee.  

"Where's your moms?" She asked, looking around.  He looked about her age and it seemed she never went anywhere without some parent or other hovering (a fact that would change soon).  It didn't compute that he might not be alone, or that moms might have been an even odder question.