A Grove

Power emenates from this place in great waves. Leaves of plants are more vibrant, healthy, and brighter than you've ever seen in the rainforest, even though everything is already perfect. Steam and mist rise and fall from the air, covering the low ground so you can't hardly see where you are walking. The fertile black soil sticks to your moving feet, and suddenly you come upon a clearing. The canopy still shades from above, and sunlight streams down through the tiny breaks, creating patterns on the mist covered ground. A crystal blue pool lines with silver stone covers about a third of the clearing, and emerald ferns line the clearing circle. Grinning with relief at the source of coolness and serenity, you rush over, kneeling at the pool's edge. You gingerly dip your hands in the cool surface, when you see a shape in the water. Well, not in the water, but a creature has come up behind you and is peering at you, and his reflection is in the pool next to you. The creature steps forwards gingerly, his smooth, silky mint coloured hide rippling in the lush forest. His deep, midnight black tattoos gleam, and his long, luxurious tail whips about him like a large fan.
He peers at you, his bright purple eyes gleaming with curiousity. His soft muzzle parts, and, instead of the trumpeting whinny you had half expected, he speaks, in in perfect english, though slightly accented. "I am Junglefern, a Kayatha. I was recieved Thursday, July 6th, 2000, as part of a trade, initated by my Lady" he says, his voice seeming deep and mysterious as the jungle itself. He smiles, and kneels, apparently bowing. His silky tail drops gracefully, covering his rump in a perfect cascade of rainbow.
Hesitantly, you reach out, touching his coat slightly. It is soft to the touch, quite possibly the softest thing you've ever touched. Tracing the strange tattoo on his shoulder, you find yourself almost hypnotized. He straightens, and you jerk your hand away. "In any case milady, I am now slef appointed guardian of another Kayatha, a filly. Her name is V'alae'sa, and she is lovely. You will meet her shortly. Our homeland, Kayatha Fields, is a wonderful place, really, and I almost miss it. But I enjoy keeping another Kayatha company, even though I myself am somewhat of a loner." he says, quieter this time, though still utterly powerful. He smiles, and lets out a single note. A rustle. Then, a soft stamping, and a delicate looking filly prances through the foliage, looking proud.
He sighs, and the fillies eyes widen, as she trips over her long legs, falling headfirst into a plant. He barely suppresses a laugh, and trots over to help. She emerges, and not very gracefully, with her soft muzzle covered in pollen. She sneezes, and totters over to the pond to wash it off. He wanders back to you, looking amused. "That is V'alae'sa. She is the newest Kayatha, a filly, and in my charge" he says with a mock-stern sigh. She snorts and joins him, nuzzling him affectionately. You smile, and look at her more closely. She has a tiny unicorn horn on her forehead, and her body is littered with reddish zebra stripes. Her body is azure, and her mane matches her stripes. Her hooves are a deep glimmering red, and very sharp looking. She has beautiful big eyes of the same colour, and they are very intelligent, while curious. He smiles, and speaks hesitantly. "There is another filly, a wild, like me. She is....fiery." he says, his smile broadening to a grin. "Her name is Lsyeer" he says, almost wistfully. You supress a giggle, just barely, and he seems to supress a glare. Sighing, you look around for her.
She shoots out of the nearby foliage, her tangle of long slender legs and dragon tail somehow not tripping her. She straightens easily, and looks you over slowly. "I am Lsyeer,a wild Kayatha filly, from our homeland." she says coldly, and turns to visit the other filly. Junglefern smiles, seeing your thoughtful look, and, turning on his crystalline turquoise hooves, he walks into the the jungle, his coat serenely blending with the leaves and foliage, and his hooves making no noise at all. The young filly V'alae'sa, and the fiery and somewhat cynical Lsyeer, following not far behind.
Deciding to let things be, you turn and leave the clearing behind you.

Name Species Gender Mate
Junglefern Kayatha Stallion None
V'alae'sa Kayatha Mare None
Lyseer Kayatha Mare None


The Kayatha Fields

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