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The Plains
There's another furious scream and a creature that seems to ooze crimson darkness passes by you at high speed, moving in the same direction you were headed. A second look identifies a flaming orange mane and black body, but not much else, before the creature vanishes from sight. You pause in concern, contemplating turning back.
"I wouldn't worry about Rage be Chaos, Wanderer, " comes a mild voice from the grass on the side of the path.
You jump, and realize that there's a raspberry pink equine resting not far from you that you had completely missed before. " She's a Chaos Wynd, they're always... shall I say interesting... to be around."
"Spirit? Are you here?" Another voice, this one feminine, breaks into the conversation and another Wynd appears. This mare has a brown body, with hot pink socks and a lavender mane. "Strength of Spirit?" She pauses when she sees you with a little 'Oh!' of surprise.
"Yes, Nature?" The raspberry colored male sounds a bit exasperated.
"Oh, nothing, I was just wondering something..." She pauses, then looks at you again, "Uh, I'll talk to you later. " She immediately vanishes off the path, and Spirit expression suddenly turns a bit rueful.
Once he's certain she's gone, the raspberry colored stallion continues, "Nature of Earth can be a bit trying at times. I really shouldn't loose my temper with her, she can't help being a nuisance." He heaves a heavy sigh and stands. "I'd best go after her."
With that you're left alone on the plains. Well, that was a swift conversation.
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