There is a crispness in the air here, one that causes hairs all over your body to tingle. The faint rumblings of thunder and lightning dance across the ground like faeries here. It's no wonder to you that the other unicorns avoid this area- if fact it seems no one is living here at all. A quick glance around the large expanse nearly confirms your earlier thought.

A flash of movement on the ground- you suddenly spy a lovely white unicorn with yellow markings. Then another further away. This one in shades of green amid a large patch of clover. There is something about them; that one mustn't get too close, only view their beauty from a distance unless they give permission otherwise. The first mare seems to notice your presence only then, and makes her way carefully towards you. She stops several paces away, near a honeysuckle vine trained to grow on an old post. The mare nods towards you, and then to the blossom bedecked post. It's then you notice a piece of paper smothered among the fragrant flowers and leaves. She nods once more before trotting away.