Still walking, you spot two more equines (and you're pretty certain they're also wynds) to your left. Before you can approach them, however, one of them calls to the other and they enter into a deep conversation.
You walk over, still curious about what they're talking about, and you interupt them to introduce yourself. Both of them look up, but they have very different expressions. The black wynd looks angry, while the blue one looks surprised.
The black and green wind speaks, "Oh, you wanderors!" It's actually more of a yell. "Coming in, taking up space. Sticking your noses everywhere. Some of us need room to run, you know? And you're in the way. And if you're not a wanderor, you're worse, because you'll move in and take up space permanently and..."
"Oh, hush," says the blue.
While she is no less intimidating, she is wearing a rather pleasant smile on her face. "I am Sparkle of Night, one of the wynds in this area, and this is Darkness of Earth, a member of one of the local Dynces. I think you've met some of the other members already?"
You nod.
She smiles. "Well, there is concealed a secret with us two," she says quickly. "And a true wanderor might be interested in what we have. Do you know the password?"
