You say goodbye to the dragon and look up at the cliff. It stands about shoulder-high for a human and a tiny, steaming hot waterfall trickles its way down into the pool. On the cliff's shelf is a small maze of rocks, a shallow run of water which makes the waterfall as it hit the edge, and some towering, green ferns.

"Hello?" You call softly.

A tiny equine creature peers out from behind a rock. She can only be about 3 to 4 inches tall, and her body is a brillinat glowing yellow with touches of purple on the edges. She looks at you and then steps out, her wild-flared tail held in a proud way.

"I am Bolt of Sapphiyre Lightning," she half-sings in defiance, "a Samanayr. I would invite you into my home but you are a bit too laryrge for that, I feayr. And what is youyr name?"

You introdue yourself to the young mare. She snorts.

"You may call me Sapphiyrelightning~bolt if you so choose."