"This, visitor, is the future site of the island's stables." She winks. "We've only got the two ponies right now, Rig and Ava." She turns away from you and leans on the fence, watching her ponies silently.

The stallion lying on top of the rock continues to watch you. He's unusual, though very handsome. His hair is cropped short like a zebra, white slashing across his black flanks and curling around his muzzle. A small white horn pokes out of his forehead, and his tail is long with only a tuft of grey hair--reminiscent of a lion's.

The mare gives another confused whuffle and moves a few steps closer to you, sniffing the air. She's pure white from head to toe, though dirt clings to her stomach;she must've been lying down in the 'cave'. Her hair is wild and crimpy, falling in torrents across her neck. One little blue feather is dangling from her left ear.

Sarnah smirks and nudges you. "Ava's very territorial. She doesn't even approve of me all that much. Rig's very intelligent, even for a unipeg."

"Wait.. you're keeping a stallion and a mare together?"

"Aye!" Sarn laughs. "I'm hoping for foals. Unfortunately, they don't seem to be taking to each other like I've hoped." She smiles. "That's all right, though. I'm sure basic instincts will take over eventually." She winks and pulls you to the side.

"I've a set of records for the two. Would you like to see them?"