-=crenels=-

Finding a gated enclosure on the other side of the wall, you open it and enter... just as you are about to step away from the gate a shrill voice pierces the air. "F'lona! Oh visitor, watch out!" You turn and look down in time to see a very small red ball you barely missed squashing with your foot. "That was close! Pardon us visitor. My name is Z'mare, and the blue one that almost nailed you is F'lona." You hunch down to get a better look at the small silverish creature talking to you. "We are crenels, and we are fully grown." The green one gazes up at you with an air of amusement. "We came here from the Festival of Renewal. I'm H'vana by the way." The crenels wander off to resume their play.

Leaving the three, you come across two more crenel mares in the midst of refreshing themselves. "A visitor! I am S'kiza, and my orange companion there is T'kave." You watch the blue one as it takes swift bites between words. "We're just taking a quick break before we rejoin the game." The orange mare looks up at you. "We've also got stallions amongst us. And quite cocky at least *one* of them has been since they had finished their training."

"That would be me, S'riyu! " A violet blur slows to a sudden stop. "I'm the first stallion to come live here. If you would like to adopt one such as we, head over to the Crenel Stables." With that he rushes over to join the game with an astounding speed and tries to run away with the ball, much to the dismay of the mares. "Waahooo!" A tune carries up to your ears and you look down to see the other stallion crispy marching by- humming what sounds remarkably like 'Black Horse Troop'.

Moving on, you are suprised to come across a miniature christmas tree. Surrounding it are several crenels definately in the holiday spirit. All of which are ignoring your presence as they rush to finish their decorating.