Vaprrenon appears to your side and smiles happily. "Welcome!" she chimes happily, hands on her furry hips. "This is where I keep all of the horses created by Tlouey; it's their home." She taps your shoulder and heads over to the stables when you each hear a soft whinney. "Come on, we can start meeting the horses right away!"

You follow after your skipping guide and glance around at the stables once entering the large building. There is a lot of room in here, you find, and quite a few stalls line one side of the area. The other seems more-or-less dedicated to only tack and supplies, and quite a few ribbons and even two desks covered in papers and horseshoes used as paper weights.

What an interesting place. You blink, glancing toward the ceiling to find a surprise...what would a bunch of horses do with a television suspended from the ceiling? Did Vaprrenon really install the thing for their entertainment? You shake your head, not wanting to try and figure it out just yet. Instead, you glance up as Vaprrenon approaches a stall and jog over to see what she might be greeting.

"This is my little Jilly," she says as you near and see the small unicorn tugging at some hay inside the stall. She glances up and looks at the two of you, curious.

Vaprrenon continues, lost in her own little dream world; "She was a custom from Tlouey a while back, modeled after a horse I took a few riding lessons with. Jill was such a sweet little thing, and Jilly's nearly the mirror image of her!"

Jilly goes back to her eating and Vaprrenon turns to you. "Well, come on then, there are more horses to visit around this place!" She smiles and turns, heading out the way she came. You shrug and follow.

There is a loud neigh and a whine, a banging, and you jump as you see something coming at you out of the corner of your eye. You let let out a shout and fall to the stables' floor, staring up at an angry looking black unicorn, his head hanging over the door of his stall. You pale when seeing fangs--actual fangs--in the beast's mouth.

Vaprrenon runs over to help you up, and glares at the black equine. "Vampetra! Bad!" She pokes his nose and he grunts at her. "This is our guest! You behave yourself!" She turns to you, looking embarassed. "I'm sorry...he's, well, he doesn't like strangers."

You glance up at another call and see a crow sitting in the rafters, glaring down at you. You bite your lip and glance over to Vaprrenon for help. She looks up at the bird, shrugs, and takes your hand. "Come on, Vampetra and Crow...want to be alone. Again, strangers...don't like 'em."

She offers an apologetic smile and starts to lead you out. "Halloween gifts, the both of them. I think the dark ideas of the holiday got into the brains a bit too much; they try to be as scary as possible. It can get pretty dang annoying sometimes." She shakes her head with a slight roll of her eyes. "Silly fools, those two."

She smiles over at you and starts to laugh, and you quickly find the sound infectious and join her happily. Your merriment is interrupted, however, when you hear the thumping of hooves nearing the two of you. You glance up, the both of you now standing in the middle of the wide doorway of the horses' stable.

You look up the slight hill to see another equine figure galloping down to the two of you. The shape pauses a moment when realising that its owner Vaprrenon is not alone. The horse, though, seems to shake off any doubts it may have and starts down again with Vaprrenon taking a few steps out to greet it.

She glances over to you with a smile that seems to hint that she knows some grand secret you have no idea about, and pats the horse's neck. She pokes the little guy's nose playfully before turning and leading him over to you with a look on her face that makes you wonder what she and the horse were planning for you.

"This is Sampson," Vaprrenon says to you, rubbing the horse's chin as you reach out to rub the equine's cheek. "He was a gift to the members of the CCF a long while ago now. He's an energetic little tike, too...as hyper as a little colt no matter how old he gets!" she teases, nudging his shoulder playfully.

The horse looks quite proud of himself as he holds his head high and neighs happily. You laugh and rub his large neck as Vaprrenon leans against him and addresses you. "Sampson's agreed to help you see the other horses," she says to you with a grin. "As long as you're the riding type."

You blink, staring at her, and she laughs, mounting the horse and holding a hand out for you to take. "Come on, just hang onto me and we'll go see the rest of 'em, whaddya say?" You smile and take her hand, and Vaprrenon helps you get up onto Sampson's back. "Ready, Sampson!" she calls to the equine.

He neighs and nods his head, starting to walk, but soon graduating to a gallope. You hold onto Vaprrenon tightly, afraid of slipping, and hope that Vaprrenon knows where the heck you're supposed to be going or, more importantly, if Sampson knows.

The three of you ride for what seems quite some time, and you wonder just how much land these horses of Tlouey have to roam. With how long you all are traveling, it feels like you should be in the next country by now at the very least!

Eventually, Sampson beings to slow, easing into a trot and eventually a walk. You look about and then up ahead, blinking pure confusion when seeing what appears to be a wooden rocking horse just...sitting there up ahead. Vaprrenon smiles over her shoulder at you and tells Sampson to slow. Once he comes to a stop, she hops off and you follow suit.

The ishna guides you over to the rocking horse which, to your amazement, isn't made of wood, but is very much alive, and chewing a bit of grass. It looks up, turning its ears toward the two of you, and swishes its tail at a fly. Vaprrenon rubs the thing's neck.

"This cutie is named Suite. She was a Christmas gift to the CCF back in 2001. A very interesting little creature, she is, believe me, and such a sweetheart. If you ever need someone to listen to you, this little girl is definately it."

You reach out and pet the equine's mane and it begins to rock back and forth happily as you stroke her neck. You smile, though at first almost draw your hand back when the rocking starts. The horse lowers its head, ripping up a bit more grass, and begins to chew that as well.

Vaprrenon smiles at you, glancing up at the sound of another whinney on the other side the short hill you are on. "Come on, the others are over that way," she says, pointing to the crest of the hill, tugging on your sleeve a bit.