Woolynes

Astreus hit the grown long before he could figure out what was happening. One moment he had been trying to flee from the swarm, lost within the heart of a deep forest the next moment he was laying face down on a hard and rocky surface. “Did… I pass out here?” the teal woolyne wondered tried to pick himself up. It wasn’t easy though, Astreus felt sore from nose to hoof “I’m pretty sure I just fell, but why does it feel like I got hit by a cart?” Before long he was standing unsteadily on his hooves. “Hey, you! Identify yourself!” A sharp voice demanded. “Are you a specter or a soul from a lost world?” Astreus spun around looking for the source of voice when his eyes fell upon an unusual being. One moment they were a woolyne with… three hooves!? The next moment they were shorter, but no less regal looking, creature on four legs. “I must have hit the ground harder than I thought!” Astreus panicked. “I don’t know anything about ‘specters’ or ‘lost souls’, but look!” he held his hands