You brushed through the bush to find yourself in a hidden corner of the grove. In the center was a small, twisted tree, fully in bloom with white and light pink blossoms. Around the tree were some golden, lily-like flowers. Each one seem to glow softly from within, creating a 'misty' illusion.
You looked around, wondering if any creature lived here. After about 15 minutes or so, you shrugged and turned around, about to walk off, until you hear a whinny.
You blinked. You turned again, and still didn't see anything. You shrugged again and turned, only to hear that whinny again, only coming from below you. You looked down, and saw a small, blue stallion, no bigger than your thumb, looking irritatedly up at you, right next to your foot. You crouched down to get a better look, and realized that he was not all blue; he had a white face, and four white stockings on his legs. His mane and tail were green, and only his body was blue. He snorted.
"Watch where you're going! You coulda stepped on me!"
You can't help but grin a little. Though the stallion looked seriously annoyed, he looked -really- cute. The stallion noticed your look and sighed, shaking his head, evedentually giving up.
"I'm Whitin, or White Tips in your toungue. Since you're here, you might aswell look at my stats. They're over there, on that tree."
You looked back at the tree, and noticed a small glimmer of something metallic. You looked back towards Whitin, but he was gone.
You blinked again. You stand there for a bit, confused, then shrugged and walk over to the tree. On it was a small plaque with writing on it. It read:
