A lighter grey stallion, painted with white, sorts at the hyper little mare. In response she blows another raspberry. this time directed at him.
"I know I haven't been here that long.. yet I have never seen her not so sugar laden," The stallion mutters half to himself and half to you. "I keep expecting her to fall over from exhaustion at any minute."
He gives an amused expression. "And I don't suppose she even mentioned her name to you, did she?" You nod. "Figures. That good visitor is Slyen." At the sound of her name, the mare's ears perk up. "And I am Yixan'Maha. Pleased to meet you."
You smile at him. "There is one other stallion around here, a mini crystal like Slyen. But he's very quick and doesn't stay still long." A blur of white and pale silver zips past. "See?" Yixan'Maha says. "He's Xick'shiya; Quicksilver is the translation. Quite appropriate, you say?"