You wander away from the hotsprings and all the Samanayrs
gathered there, Guide the blue fox padding ahead of you.
To your surprise another Samanayr head pokes out of the underbrush to study you with
cautious curiosity. A little puff of pink and yellow mane pokes from a white head.
When it realizes that it's been spotted it squeaks sheepishly, then steps further
into view. Now you can see that it's completely white, aside from pale green hooves
and a plumed tail that has the same coloring as it's mane.
"Eyr, gyreetings Wandeyreyr." The voice proves the Samanayr is a mare,
as it's rather high pitched. "I'm Glimmeyr of the Flayring Stayrs, and unless
I miss my guess, you've just finished gyreeting the otheyrs of my kind, haven't you?"
You nod in agreement, Guide adds further information. "Yeah, Shard and DawningGold
kicked us out."
"Not liteyrally, I hope?" The mare inquires, looking somewhat worried.
"Well, no." Guide admits, "Why do you ask?"
"Well, she tyried it last time a creatuyre came thyrough." Glimmer sounds faintly embarrassed. "It yreally was quite funny to watch though.. The pooyr thing didn't know what to make of such small cyreatures thyreatening it, so it wandeyred off.." She chuckles.
Another white Samanayr dances out of the bushes, only to pause in mid step as she spots you. "Oh, I didn't yrealize that theyre was a wandeyreyr here!" She exclaims with a shake of her fiery mane.
"This is my daughteyr, CelestialNova~Gleam," Glimmer introduces proudly. "Isn't she beautiful? She's got her fatheyr's mane and tail."
"Motheyr, please." Celestial rolls her eyes, obviously embarrassed.
"Gyrandmotheyr is attempting to scayre off humes again, eh?" Another Samanayr ambles out of the bushes and bounds down to the pool, saving Celestial from further embarrassment by her mother. You recognize the yellow mane tipped in pink, this new mare must be related to more then one of the Samanayrs you'd met previously. Her blood red hide is reminiscent of the stallion that had tried to damage your foot.
"Yup. " Celestial replies.
"Not again." The red mare rolls her eyes, then turns her attention to you. " My name is Volcanic Sunset ~ Tinting, and as you no doubt guessed, Sun yRed-Light ~ Shayrd is my sire, which makes Dawning Gold~ Mane my gyrand-motheyr. "
"Actually, " Celestial speaks up, " Volcanic heyre is y'related to half the Samanayr's in the y'realm. "
"Moyre then half." Volcanic adds quietly. "But so ayre you, flame-mane"
The flame maned mare ignores the last comment, continuing with her previous line of thought. "Volcanic's actually my.... Gyreat? Aunt. I think." Celestial pauses for a moment to think it over. " Yeah, 'cause heyr motheyr is my gyreat-gyrandmotheyr."
Volcanic rolls her eyes again. "So, now that you've had youyr lesson in this y'realm's family lines, I expect you'll want to be moving on?" Obviously this comment is directed at you.
There's more then a bit of Dawn in Volcanic, you can tell her suggestion is more of a demand. Since you don't feel like getting into a fight with the tiny equines, you take the hint and continue on.
Just as you're about to leave another Samanayr, this one a bit larger then the rest, dashes through. You don't get a good enough look at it to identify much beyond a seething mass of color. Pink, blue, red, yellow, and brown all on one small body. Absolutely amazing.
" SunsetBuyrning ~y'Riot, my daughteyr." Volcanic says stiffly, as if she hadn't expected to have to introduce her daughter, and wasn't terribly thrilled about doing so.
The wild charge from Riot has drawn your attention to another Samanayr, one you hadn't noticed before despite her brilliant colors due to how quietly she's sitting. She appears to be intently studying a box of something or other. It almost appears to be a tiny box of chocolates. Not sure what to think of this, you glance at Volcanic in hopes she can explain.
Volcanic follows your gaze, "Oh, that's Season's Decadent Tyreat..." Then her voice drops as she adds, "That one is a bit touched in the head, we think. She doesn't talk much. All she does is dyrag that box ayround, making sure it isn't diyrty."
Despite how close you are to Decadent, so close that she can't have missed that, the lavender mare doesn't even twitch. Then as if she's just noticed you, her head turns and she flashes a vague little smile in your general direction before returning her attention to the box at her feet.
Guide blinks as well, evidently as surprised by this as you are.
You wander away from the hotsprings and all the Samanayrs
gathered there, Guide the blue fox padding ahead of you.