You pass the sad Derissa and find a rather cheery room filled with bright blue colors, highlighted with white. Two creatures live here, and one is most certainly not an equine. The equine, however, turns and welcomes you.
"I am Jis," he says, "a faepony. Over there, that's Qama, she's a fuzzle."
You introduce yourself to both of them, and Jis gives you a wry smile. "Too bad Qama can't talk, or else she'd make fun of you, I'm sure." He flips his ears as if there is a fly on them. "I think there aren't many stalls left around here, unfortunately. We requested to be close to the end, and have our own door so we can leave the stable at will." He guestures to a door that obviously exits the stable.
"I didn't see any doors on the outside when I came in..." you say outloud, wondering how far you've walked.
He laughs. "Of course you wouldn't! The door there is sealed and hidden by magic!"
Qama the Fuzzle gets oddly excited, bouncing around the stall so that Jis has to duck him. "Erm, well, best be off, wanderor..."
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