You wait quite come time, waiting for the paints you can see to advance your way. You are noticed by a small, spry little mare with vivid green and red coloration. She trots a quick circle about you, head tilted inquizitively.
"Well, it's official. You are bigger than I am," the mare says, giggling a little. "Not that that is so unusual...but I still find comfort that someday, I'll meet a traveler that is smaller than I."
You giggle a little at the petite mare. She snorts lightly and holds her head up haughtily.
"Now, just because I'm little doesn't mean you can make fun of me. I could kick your butt with a hoof tied behind my back. Call me Lilha'uvil, or Holiday Spirit if you prefer. I answer to both."
"Harrassing another visitor are you Lihas?" a masculine voice says cheerily, coming up from behind you. The owner of the voice is a leggy stallion with fine purple-grey markings. He also walks a circle around you, then comes along side Lihas. The small mare chuckles.
"Naw, just giving the ritual inspection."
The stallion laughs and flicks his tail, nodding to you. "Ah well, I see. Everyone gets the same treatment, so I hope you understand," he says to you. "I'm Elef'lasha, meaning Fine Mist in human tongue.
You introduce yourself as well. Both paints look mildy interested in you still, which surprises you. The pair of paints have attracted more attention.
The Silver Unicorn
The Paint Unicorns are (c) to Silvanon and the background is (c) to me. Nothing on this site is free clipart.