Patrick is obviously struggling to remain still while also waiting hopefully for his requested stories. The blue mare takes this opening smoothly and offers up an entrancing description of her home land. Her words about dancing colors in the sky bring another bright grin to the boy's face.

"Oooooo..."

There is little chance, even for Pat's quick tongue, to say anything more in response before the winged woman picks the dangling thread up with her own story. This tale is of mysterious, misty forests and towering cliffs. It too clearly fascinates the youngest of the listeners for his eyes grow wide again.

I like color and I would love to see this mare's colorful skies. Color reminds me of Mom and Ko which sets me to wondering if Ko could make the sky above home dance with color in the way Tiamat describes? I'll have to ask her. The second land mentioned sounds no less grand. However, I decide here and now that Lyanna could use some lessons in story telling. Tiamat should teach her I think.

Of course, I've heard the names of both places before. The first from a spotted woman accompanied by the oddest creature I've ever seen, yes even odder than a flying whale, and the other from some kids I met in the deep woods. I've never sought out more than the names in the past though. The most interesting thing that I hear in all of this is that two of these mares are fixers like Najya. Maybe they even know her?

Once the adults finish their stories the boy clears his throat politely. He is not quite patient enough to await permission to speak though and is rushing ahead to his next question in no time.

"Ummm... Teeea, Leeea, know Gold-crown? She fixer too, in Throat.... teach Pat, Pat hope."

The near silence from the largest mare catches the young unicorn's attention now and he turns towards her. He finds that her head is ducked down and he can not see her eyes. This doesn't put him off though. Short as he still is he can get his face up under the vines simply by taking a step or two nearer and ducking down a little. Only a second or two passes before he is attempting to do just that and if he manages it he'll likely be blinking quizzically up at her as he asks yet another question.

" 'course want! Why not?"