You decide to pay a visit to Nitora. You walk along her path, which is not too long, but not short by any means. After a few minutes, you reach a sort of corral. In the center, you see a magnificent winged horse.
The pegasus tosses her mane, and acknowledges you with a stare from deep ebony eyes. Beating her lightning-splashed wings, she canters over to you, chest muscles rippling with strength. She clicks to a stop when she reaches you, and flicks her tail in greeting.
"What brings you to my home?" she asks in a whinnying voice, pricking her ears up in anticipation of a reply.
"Well, I'm touring Dracogrex," you explain.
The pegasus nods. "I'm Nitora, then," she replies, absentmindeddly swishing her long violet tail. "I'm a stormy pegasus from Trialle, adopted my Amaryllis at Skyhaven Keep. She was fascinated by my coat, and she said that she could just see me soaring around the Lightning Realm. So could I, and she gave me this paddock right here. I've all the hay and oats a horse could dream of, and flying space unlimited to boot. 'Twas worth coming."
"I can tell!" you agree, gazing around you at the dark, stormy skies. Nitora could almost blend in with the storm clouds, flying unnoticed through the lightning.
Stretching her wings, Nitora bows her head. "Excuse me," she says, "but I feel the urge to take flight." With that, she breaks into a gallop and, tail streaming like a ribbon behind her, she lifts gracefully off the ground, gliding in an arc over the ground and off into the couldy horizion.
You watch until she's vanished completely, and then return to the signpost, wondering what other wonders are in store for you here.