Deirukh
You walk in the serene grasses of the field. The sea breeze in the air picks up your hair, whipping it around, almost violently. You sit under a tree, in its blessful shade as you take a few moments to comtemplate this land around you.
You close your eyes, and inhale peacefully. You look out at the sun...
"BONZAI!"
You look up and roll to the side instinctively, picking up grass bits into your hair and dirt on your clothes. A black and blue-maned creature lands right where you were just sitting. It hits the ground on all four long legs, then steadies itself then stands up properly. It shakes out its deep blue mane, then glares at you.
"You weren't supposed to move you know. I wasn't going to hit you, I have better aim than that!" she whickers, stretching out her neck to you and blowing warm air into your face.
You brush back some of your hair, and return the glare. "I don't want some big oaf jumping on me!" you retort, starting to pick some of the grass out of you mussed-up hair.
"BIG OAF?" Her tiara jingles, the little amber jewel in the center reflecting the sun into your eyes. "I am not an oaf. I'm Deirukh, first daughter of T'paihs and Duashin. My name means 'Pearl' in Allorian, my native tongue. I am also," she leans in closer and flashes the grin that is famous to her father, "A Tomboy Princess."
"A Tomboy Princess?" You asked, a little confused.
"Ever know of a full-grown mare who spends her days climbing tree and getting muddy?"
"No."
"Well, there you go then." She arches her neck high and whistles through her nose. She swishes her blue tail in the wind, and her ears prick high. You hear another whistle come from far off.
"Ah...I must bid you Haram Mia, Traveller. I do believe my Sire is here!" She giggles, swishes her tail and canters off.
Here are Deirukh's Stats
Name: Deirukh, "Pearl"
Gender: Female
Age: Mare
Mother: T'paihs
Father: Duashin
Tribes: Air, Spirit
Birth Clan: Black Pearl
Current Clan: Undecided
Siblings: Maeha
Mate: Ember
Offspring: None
Species: Manhon Pah'llock