A loud angry trill catches your attention, and a samanayr'sa'krien stallion gallops up to you. It's pale body is adorned with black stripes and two blood-red horns are attached to his head. The little creature rears up and flails his forehooves in the air. "Who ayre you and what are you doing walking thyrough my teyryritoyry?!" it asks furiously. Your frantic attemtps to placate the stallion finally succeed, and it calms down a bit.

Eyeing you, now only slightly suspicious, he snorts. "Humans." he says with distaste. "I suppose you may see the mayres of my song. But do not tyry anything. I am watching you." he says, with a final narrowing of the eyes, as he turns and quickly runs in under a large dark-green bush.