Eh? What was that? MUSIC? Indeed it is: a thin strain of music can be heard, weaving and twisted to the muted beat of distant drums. Curious, you venture onward toward the source.

The music slowly grows louder, little by little, until you part a wall of leaves in front, and are greeted by a tapestry of sound and throb. This hidden copse is decked out with brightly flashing lights, glitter and flowers, almost like a safari park, you think. The drumbeats are almost deafening and Caribbean salsa blares over the rhythmic thrum. Captured, you enter in, footpaws tapping to the grooving beat.

"BOOO!!" an apparition suddenly flashes by your face, then appears next to you. "Come to join Masquerade? Or shall I say: THE Masquerade? The music's hip, the weather's fine and the moon is out!" she sings, whirling away, the chimes on her mask and clothes tinkling like laughter. "Come and let's dance the night away! Which will be forever, since the night'll never end!"

You hastily back away from the hyper leagus mare and decline her (rather attractive) invitation. "Wha' not?" she asks, crestfallen. "You'd make a wonderful tango partner! Ah well -- go on, go on, be a spoilsport. Life is to be fun, to have parties and to be enjoyed to the max! Pump up da' volume!"

The music blares louder, so you decide to spare your eardrums endless agony, by leaving. The leagus mare is already dancing wildly as you step out of the copse and back into darkness and silence.

Name	Masquerade
Translation	Masquerade
Age	Adult
Species	Leagus
Gender	Female
Sire	Wild
Dam	Wild
Pri~erd	None

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