Pinkie sniffs a little. "Those aren't bad names." She guesses. They don't entirely sound like pony names to her, even if those are totally the kind of things you call your pet. What are pony names supposed to sound like?

She sighs, letting go of the pony's neck to fall back into a sitting position. "I'm not - " Pinkie shakes her head, curls bouncing. This is something she's kept to herself for a while, and she's not even sure how to explain about it now. "I don't even know if I like ponies or not. They kinda freak me out."