The Magical Herd

"Ah, here we are..." the mare said in a near whisper as she parted some hanging vines. Before you was the most amazing sight that ever met your eyes. Flowers. Flowers everywhere. Flowers of all colours, shades, sizes and smells. Your senses were bombarded by their brilliant multitudes. For a long moment you could do nothing but just stand staring at this place, and even then you couldn't absorb all that was there.

Wasn't surprising them that you did not notice the leagus mare in the midst of all the colour. Her solid grey colour actually helped you notice her, though her rainbow mane helped her blend right back in.

"Who is this you bring here Aazhaer?"

You were startled by the voice, because though it was female, the grey mare had not spoken. There was another, this one black as shadow but with the same rainbow hued mane.

"Don't worry," said Aazhaer. "These two are the unofficial guardians of this place. Gemurra and Kaldanni. They keep out the unwanted trespassers. But you're here as my guest so they'll let you stay."

"Will we?" Gemurra asked suspiciously. Aazhaer explained more than you had realized she'd know about you. How you had the permission of the Realm Keeper to explore this Realm, and when the Keeper gives her permission it is usually without reservation. The other two mares pondered this. "Very well then," Kaldanni agreed. "But you are not to pick any of the flowers."