A/N: ...I don't even know. I just started with a conversation and went from there. Hopefully it worked out.
N is for Noishe
The first thing Anna does upon seeing Noishe for the first time is give Kratos an extremely confused look. "So this is…Noishe," she says, squinting at the green and white creature.
Kratos nods. "Yes," he says.
Anna opens her mouth, and then closes it. She takes a moment, and then opens her mouth again and asks, "Is it a dog?"
Kratos almost laughs as Noishe lets out an undignified snort beside him. "No, Anna. Noishe is not a dog."
Anna crosses her arms, scrunching up her nose in concentration as she steps forward to examine Noishe more closely. She reaches out, and prods Noishe with one slender finger. "Is it a bear?" she asks.
Noishe gives yet another undignified huff, and Kratos replies, "Anna, he is obviously not a bear."
"….well, he could be. Maybe," Anna says, crossing her arms and huffing in return.
"Anna."
"He's as big as one!" she protests.
Kratos sighs, patting Noishe slightly as if to reassure him that 'she is not always like this', and shakes his head. "There are many things that are as large as bears that are not bears."
"…fine. He's not a bear. Is he a fox?" Anna asks.
Noishe stomps his paw against the ground and makes a final agitated whine, which Kratos does him the favor of translating as, "Noishe is a Protozoan, Anna, and I believe he is becoming indignant with all these cases of mistaken identity."
"Oh." Anna looks a bit confused at the word, and she purses her lips, but, as she often does, she quickly moves past this. Instead of pursuing the line of questioning, she brightens and says, "Can I pet him?"
To which, of course, Kratos and Noishe exchange a pet-to-master look of exasperation and Kratos replies, "…if you really must."
Anna smiles, reaches out a hand, and pats Noishe on the head. She gives him a pleasant look, pats him again, and then says, "I like your protozoan, Kratos. He's very fluffy."
Kratos decides not to deign this with a reply.
End