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The Plains
You continue your way down the plains, and soon find yourself strolling through more empty sunlit grass. Suddenly, there's a scream of rage and you're confronted by a brilliant pink and orange equine charging right at you! "Fury!" Comes a shout, but you're too intent on getting out of the equine's way to pay attention. Fortunately for you, however, the equine that had been charging you does pay attention, and pauses in it's mad rush with an annoyed snort and a glare at another pair of equines. One of the pair is entirely red, while the other has a body and wings of shades of blue, and a bright green mane and tail. 
"Calm down, Fury, " the red equine continues, " There's nothing to be had from trampling a wanderer, no matter how much you might enjoy it." There's another annoyed snort from Fury. Without a word, she wheels and storms off. The red equine sighs, " That was Fury be Grand." He says, giving you the name of the creature that had disappeared. " And I am Red of Heart." He looks as if he may pause there, but there's a slight noise from his companion that seems to remind him that she's also around and he continues introductions hastily, " Oh! And this is Essence of Sea." He bobs his head to the mare, as if apologizing from his lapse. You say something polite and inconsequential in reply, then ask the question that concerns you most, "What was up with Fury be Grand?" Although, on second thought, her name might just have answered your question. Red does something that makes you think it must be a shrugs, an interesting motion from an equine. "She's a WarWynd, they're always a bit unstable. Or at least Fury is. " "She's always like that?" You question with concern. Someone like that running around couldn't be good for the area. "Not all the time..." Red trails off. "Just most of the time, " Sea explains, finally speaking up. " Although you did catch her on a bad day, if that helps your state of mind any." "Not really." You mutter, not intending the Wynds should hear it.
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