The Mistral Farm

She lead you to the other side of the meadow. Here it was completely different. It seemed to have tall grassy plains. There wasn't a cloud in the sky at all. When you looked back for her you didn't see her at all. She seemed like she vanished. You looked ahead to see a hill with a small farm.

When you got there you saw a small garden with the usual vegatables and such. Walking inside the farm house you saw a boy with short, silver hair sitting on a wooden chair with his back turned. Inside the wall was made completely made out of wood. It wasn't painted and also there wasn't anything hung on the wall. There was a stack of books and had a lot of food lying around. When you took another step, the floor creaked. He turned around quickly and was quite surprised.

"Welcome to Mistral Farm," he said. "I'm Sheyl." "Mistral Farm?" you asked. He looked at your confusion and blushed. "Well... my mistral, Grey Sunrise is somewhere. The mistral I have is a furrytuft. They have furry ears and long-maned tails and a plain horn. They very loyal, and capable of remaining calm and rational even in the midst of chaos. They are also good at giving solid, practical advice.

All mistrals come from here." A small shrill whistle was came from outside. You peeked outside and saw a small flying figure flying around.

"Here is the status of Gray Sunrise:

Name: Grey Sunrise
Gender: Male
Breed: Furrytuft
Theme: Feldspar
Parents: Wild

"'Ello," Grey Sunrise said. "'Apppy to meemt yoo." When you turned around to see where Shyel was, he was gone as well as the farm. Then went you went to see Grey Sunrise, he was gone as well.

(coming soon)Shyel comes from here.