Lhana's Dark Horse Green Zhesteth

Clutching Pose

For the 'Reaches youngest queen the work is hardly over. Chayath is yet again gripped in the fingers of another contraction. This one heavier than before while giving her a glow of concentration. Muscles ripple and hide contractions to bring forth another pair of perfect inbredness.

Gyrating Glowsticks Egg

Lime effulgence takes up a rapid dance across the shell, whirling and twirling in time with lesser, wild dashes of magenta and blinding yellow. Neon whips merrily over the gleaming white spots, carrying it away in the pounding pulse of the party, youthful grass-green springing up and taking on the sunlight's cast, eerie blurs of color against a faint hint of shadows, the strobe of alabaster flecking across the ever-shifting shades.

Hatching Message

Gyrating Glowsticks Egg twirls in place, rocking around its base in ever widening motion. Brilliantly blinding, the colors blur into a chartreuse green - or a lemon yellow - or perhaps tangerine orange as a nest of sand forms around the bright ovoid. Spinning giddily, the egg finds a bump in the sand and topples, night-hued cracks overwhelming the blinding surface. With a final shudder, the pieces drift to the ground, leaving Dark Horse Green Dragonet.

Dark Horse Green Dragonet

Effervescence, whisking deep, aquatic green into draconic slenderness. Scintillation, streamlining her hide. Whimsy is taken to the level of art in this one, her coy length of neck a-dazzle with citrine glister. The wealth of ages - but none of their wisdom - graces a face rife with twinkle-eyed ingenuousness. Dappled impressionism suggests dark mint and speckled fluorescence in an indecorous promenade down curled ridges, while verdant teal lacquers her rounded belly and spindled limbs. Every line off-kilter, she holds herself at a prance, unshaded by the iridescent snap of parasol wings.

Public Impression Pose

Dark Horse Green Dragonet, as gracefully long-limbed as she is, rights herself with a look at the offending lump. She flicks at it with her wing, the one not shading her face. It crumbles safely and, glad to have fixed the problem, she bounds once more to the object in the short skirt. Acquiring speed quickly, she nearly skids to a stop and almost knocks poor Lhana over before fixing her with a look of adoration.

Private Impression Message

Shimmering limelight mingles with flashes of shade, flickering through your mind. In the distance a sound comes, but is gone instantly, leaving only a whisper of its origins. Chimes? Glass bells? And then, oh then, jumping up from behind, a sudden trickle of laughter moves around you, envelops you and bestows a declaration of love: « Oh, Lhana! Hello! I am Zhesteth, you know. Of course you know! » And you do.

Pink may be a passing fad, but we think Lhana is a trend to stay. As we learned about you during Search, we knew we wanted to keep you and so, here is Zhesteth - your own wonderful green dragon. We hope that you enjoy her as much as we have enjoyed you. Remember that this is just a guide to Zhesteth, she’s yours to play as you wish. We can’t wait to see you two in action!

Egg Inspiration

You like bright colours, Zhesteth likes bright colours, Zhesteth is bright colours, so how could we resist the bright colours of Gyrating Glowsticks Egg, when it came to hatching her?

Glowsticks! The raves, the parties, the random FUN at which they are found. Or the not-so-fun, if seen at droll school dances. But glowsticks are always the neat accessory, and quite entertaining to use when showing off liquid dancing skills. The egg shows this, the wild scene of a rave, while also incorporating just how it can gleam silently in the shadows, a rather fun light in general. Much prettier colors than a flashlight, if not nearly as effective.

Theme Inspiration

We had a dark theme going on, and since you asked for a My Little Pony crossed with Puck dragon, we thought a dark horse would be rather appropriate. We went on to dress Zhesteth up with Pride and Prejudice’s aristocracy, but don’t forget that the original name of that book was First Impressions. Zhesteth is certainly good at making a first impression… but that shouldn’t necessarily be the final one.

Some nifty websites:
Pride and Prejudice: http://www.pemberley.com/janeinfo/pridprej.html
My Little Pony: http://dreamvalley-mlp.com/
Midsummer Night’s Dream: http://www.pathguy.com/mnd.htm

Name Inspiration

You wanted Z. You wanted H. You wanted short. So we took zest and jest, two fun, short words that fit the personality we'd dreamed up and combined them. Zhesteth! It's pronounced jesteth with a voiced J, like the French: jour, jolie, jeune. Zhesteth… Zest and jest are things she has in spades, but don't dismiss her as nothing more than the joker of the pack.

I am that merry wanderer of the night.
~ Puck (Midsummer Night's Dream

The dark horse… You may think it’s one thing, but it will suddenly turn out to be another.


"Follies and nonsense, whims and inconsistencies do divert me, I own, and I laugh at them whenever I can."
~Elizabeth (Pride and Prejudice)

Her mental touch will make you feel as if you should sneeze—it might give you hiccups if she suddenly gets particularly excited. She's all afizz and atingle with sherbert-sweetness and the zest of sorbet. Lemon's tartness rather than a more gentle sugar. Her actual voice is the syrup topping. Clear and cool, with a decidedly girlish quality, but not quite sophisticated. There’s nearly always a giggle edging her words. Vocally, she perhaps most resembles the original Very Secret Diarist: the irrepressible Bridget Jones.

And always with chiming accompaniment, just as Chayath and Pixareth, her mother and sister, tend to have bells ringing in their thoughts, only Zhesteth favours the more tinny tinkle of wind chimes—or flutter pony wings if you remember the old MLP cartoon. Occasionally, she'll break out with a harpsichord's arpeggio, but she'll never be a full orchestra. Still, although she may not have a genius for music, she likes to have it about her: in the great high school band of life, she would play the triangle.


Though he had detected with a critical eye more than one failure of perfect symmetry in her form, he was forced to acknowledge her figure to be light and pleasing.
~Darcy considers Elizabeth Bennett (Pride and Prejudice)

All that glisters is not gold. Zhesteth may be chromatic, but oh /my/ she sparkles! Wicked little glitter specks of gold, silver and even neon yellow. Definitely a dragon who rates a second look, she refuses to follow traditional rules of colour. Bright she is, undeniably, but darkly so. Her hide is a deep and rich spectrum of green—we admit that for her coloration, we looked at a My Little Pony. Fizzy, the twinkle-eyed unicorn is a deep minty teal, with darker green and other colours in her mane and tail. From there, Zhesteth gets the hidden rainbow touch to her ridges. If you look closely at an impressionist painting, you will find that what you thought was one colour was actually several colours that gave the 'impression' of the colour you saw. If you look closely at Zhesteth's ridges—and after all, you'll be at the best vantage point for that!—you'll see that they are in fact a brindled motley of brown, blue, chartreuse, lemon… and many other shades that dance around green without ever quite being green. From the ground however, they'll be that lovely bright, deep green colour you see around Christmas time.

In build, however, she's slightly out of proportion to many dragons. Her limbs are unusually long, giving her an added grace (and speed!) on land, but she's too rounded to be lanky. Don't think she's curvaceous though; the lines of her body are slightly off-kilter for that. We were thinking of a flutter pony's petite build, but you might want to think of how Pride and Prejudice's empire-line dresses hide the curve of waist and hip to understand how she redefines ever so slightly what's perceived as a typical draconic figure.

“Danger is my life, Medley!”
~Firefly introduces the double-inside-out loop (Rescue at Midnight Castle / Firefly’s Adventure)

In flight, this willowy physique allows her to move through the air with near-unparalleled ease, and she so loves to fly. She may not be as ungainly on land as some, but she much prefers the freedom of the air, and once she’s first left the ground, she will never again understand why you consider it perfectly convenient to just walk from the weyrling grounds to the pens. In the skies, her flight pattern is steady for as long as her thoughts are, which means you’ll want to take great care of your straps. You’ll feel them pressing against your skin often enough, as she goes for that double-inside-out loop.

We can't leave her appearance without mentioning her wings. She uses them as punctuation after all… opening and closing them to make a point—if she could hit somebody over the head with a furled wing-spar, she probably would and never intend to hurt them. When she's on the ground, anyone can know she's coming by the eternal rustle of her wingsails as they are folded only to be unfolded again. She also has a habit of using them as a sunshade for her head if she gets confused—you know how we use one hand to shade our eyes? If she needs to cogitate, she sweeps a wing forward to fend off the sun's direct heat which otherwise makes her drowsy. Of course, force of habit means she'll do this inside, at night, in a blizzard….


"Unicorns are good luck! And good company!"
~Fizzy (My Little Pony the Movie)

Pride and Prejudice teaches us not to trust first impressions, but we must always begin with them. At first glance, Zhesteth is simplicity itself. Cheerful, chirpy but not the brightest glow in the basket. We thought very much of My Little Pony’s Fizzy when writing her. Do you remember Fizzy? The unicorn who could make bubbles appear magically, and was bubbleheaded to match? Such is Zhesteth to all appearances… Sweet-natured but brainless and with an attention-span that lasts about as long as one of Fizzy’s bubbles.

Here’s a My Little Pony personality test… See if Zhesteth gets Fizzy (she did when I tried it)!

Fizzy’s result: http://www.naturaltalent.f2s.com/fun/quiz/fizzy.htm

I don’t think there’s a Pride and Prejudice personality test out there, but Zhesteth could be a daughter of Mr and Mrs Bennett. She has Lydia’s giddiness, Jane’s incapability of perceiving evil, and Elizabeth’s eye for whimsy. Yet these are the very qualities that carry her through life. Naïve, ingenuous, bright and bubbly: she’s just plain likeable—good company indeed!

In Lydia's imagination, a visit to Brighton comprised every possibility of earthly happiness. She saw, with the creative eye of fancy, the streets of that gay bathing place covered with officers. She saw herself the object of attention to tens and to scores of them at present unknown. She saw all the glories of the camp; its tents stretched forth in beauteous uniformity of lines, crowded with the young and the gay, and dazzling with scarlet.

Her sheer charisma will pull other dragons and people along with her, although she’s not a leader per se. She’s not ambitious, but nor is she apathetic, she just does what ever appeals at the time. And being the sociable type, she’ll want to do it with friends—always, always with you, but with others as well. « Oh, Lhana! They say berries are growing up in the meadows? What are berries? I want to see them grow! It will be so exciting! The weyrbrats say they will show us where they are! »

Lhana’s laziness will be no match for her excitement—once she decides something, she’ll bubble about it until you’re both off and pursuing her chosen course of action. If you’re in a bad mood, she’ll be all the more persistent, utterly convinced that if you just go along with her, you’ll feel better. Moreover, by the time you’ve got her straps on, half a dozen dragons will be coming with you, owing to her infectious enthusiasm.

She’ll call the shots the whole way as well. She doesn’t have any desire to be in charge, but she will keep coming up with ideas and she is very good at seeing them through, so she ends up leading. Her attention span is admittedly short but she’s not a quitter, and once captivated by something, she’ll see it gets done, if not by her… by somebody else. Say goodbye to peace and quiet, Lhana, because Zhesteth is not the sort of dragon to settle for long—nor the type to go anywhere without a large group of friends.

"What is it? Thunder? Drums? Heavy Dancing?!"
~Fizzy upon hearing a landslide (The End of Flutter Valley)

Of course, in your weyr, you will be safe from such distractions, right? Possibly, although it’s unlikely that your weyr will be the most restful space. Zhesteth’s tastes run towards the chaotic. Where Lhana is firmly rooted in pink as colour schemes go, Zhesteth changes every day. Pink isn’t actually a favourite of hers although she’ll tolerate it. But bright bright bright! That’s what she likes. Near neon colours such as chartreuse. And as many of them as possible.

She’s not a particularly vain dragon, but she does like the way her ridges are such a riotous swirl of colour, yet create such a harmonious effect. Thoroughly taken with this idea, she invariably tries to repeat it in her environment—unfortunately with no great success.

« Lhana! See the colour of that fish? That’s what your chair should be. Or the tablecloth maybe. »

« Oh! Look at D’renn’s shorts! Can we make them into a rug? Well… a small rug. Part of a rug? Let’s just hang them on the wall then. »

« Did you see the sky during the storm?? It was green! And what a green! We must use that for your bedspread. The pillows can stay pink. One pillow… The other could be orange! »

Don’t gamble on being able to restrain her to a smaller range of the spectrum. Rhajath may like his weyr all one colour, but Zhesteth will constantly be colour-spotting and trying something new. If you don’t persuade the weavers to duplicate a colour for you, she’ll just bring home an object of that colour to decorate the weyr instead, and you can count yourself lucky if it’s nothing that will rot.

"You are uniformly charming!"
~Mr Collins on Elizabeth as she attempts to turn down his proposal.

But this is just par for the course, surely? After all, nobody’s perfect and lack of any knack for interior design is a small price to pay for somebody as uniformly charming as Zhesteth! And she’ll always be there for you, good moods, bad moods, crazy moods… whatever Lhana is of the moment, Zhesteth will like it. Although she’s talkative, she’s also a surprisingly good listener, and she’s great for the ego, since she’s generous with her praise—she won’t say a bad word about anybody.

However, every now and then, she’ll say or do something that sounds suspiciously devious and, well, cruel upon closer inspection.

“Mr. Darcy is not to be laughed at!” cried Elizabeth. “That is an uncommon advantage, and uncommon I hope it will continue, for it would be a great loss to me to have many such acquaintance. I dearly love a laugh.”

Perhaps she means well, but is just too dizzy to realise that saying: « Gosh… those herdbeasts aren't fit for a watchwher! » is not the politest comment to make when visiting other Weyrs. It's probably just as well that your average holder can't hear her. « What a quaint hold… reminds me of those potholes along the coastline! »

She also has a terrible habit of telling tales. She can’t help it. When Lylia sees the overturned oil vat, her eyes won’t have time to narrow before Zhesteth’s gaily chattering to Druseth: « Oh, it was so funny! You should have seen Ringwraith’s face! He was trying to scratch himself on the side of the vat, and the next thing they were both rolling on the floor! »

"I would wish not to be hasty in censuring any one; but I always speak what I think."
~Jane (Pride and Prejudice)

Such a silly, thoughtless thing to say, but forgivable. Greens aren’t that bright after all, and although N’zgul and Ringwraith should have been given the chance to own up themselves, Lylia would have punished all the weyrlings if she hadn’t found out who had done it. As it is, it’s only N’zgul and Ringwraith who have to clear up the mess and then sack firestone for the rest of the day, while the others of you can concentrate on giving the dragons short glides across the training grounds.

Of course, those who saw the whole thing might remember that it was Zhesteth’s idle speculation that the oil vat must be really good for itches since it was full of oil that got Ringwraith to rub up against it in the first place. And perhaps you’ll recall how you were absolutely furious with N’zgul the previous night after he jibed that only sissy riders had pink blankets. That could be coincidence though. Would Zhesteth have enough grasp of cause and effect to carry out revenge?

“Did I say that?”
~Fizzy (Mish Mash Melee)

So she’s not all she seems. Or is she? Even she thinks she’s just a sweet innocent. Maybe she sees the world in a different way to others. Puck, in Midsummer Night’s Dream, would never have thought of himself as bad, he just followed his master’s orders—with zeal. Unfortunately, because of his interpretation of those orders, Bottom ended up with an ass’s head—not that he seemed to be complaining when poor, deluded Titania fell for him—and Demetrius, Lysander, Hermia and Helena had their hearts sorely crossed. Greens can be good company, but they’re not good luck in this case, as people around Zhesteth will often find themselves getting caught up in some mad scheme.

« The lake is covered with ice! It’s the coldest, slipperiest thing I have ever seen! Let us go and see how thick it is and if it’s frozen all the way to the middle. »

Hopefully, it won’t take you too long to learn from experience, and you will make sure that you’ve put blankets and a spare change of clothes warming in front of the fire before you trek out there. The odd thing is, whatever happens to anybody else, she always comes out of it quite happily and can’t understand the physical or figurative bruises that her companions received.

I jest to Oberon and make him smile
When I a fat and bean-fed horse beguile,
Neighing in likeness of a filly foal:
And sometime lurk I in a gossip's bowl,
In very likeness of a roasted crab
And when she drinks, against her lips I bob
And on her wither'd dewlap pour the ale.
The wisest aunt, telling the saddest tale,
Sometime for three-foot stool mistaketh me;
Then slip I from her bum, down topples she.
~Puck (Midsummer Night’s Dream

Sometimes, Lhana, sometimes, you may wonder if perhaps she does understand how they received them and if that wasn’t her intention all along. Sometimes…

The jaws of darkness do devour it up:
So quick bright things come to confusion.
~Midsummer Night’s Dream

Although not naturally moody, her bubble is easily burst, and instead of getting hurt as you might expect, she gets fierce. Particularly if you are the one being offended. She has a very strong sense of decorum in her own way: not so much manners as what is nice and what is nasty. She will stand up resolutely against somebody if she perceives a slight, and she won’t back down until she has an apology. Usually she gets one, but if she can’t, she’ll apologise to you and spend an hour or so feeling rather surprised at the world. How could it be like this? So… so… mean?

"It is, I mean it was, I mean it used to be…"
~Fizzy is bewildered at the ruin of once beautiful Flutter Valley.

It may be noted that those who do not apologise frequently come across some bad luck later. Clothes may be ruined… Treasured items lost… a group of confused llamas might be found on their ledge, apparently right after taking laxatives…. Coincidence, no doubt. Or at least nothing to do with Zhesteth.

“There is a stubbornness about me that never can bear to be frightened at the will of others. My courage always rises with every attempt to intimidate me.”
~Elizabeth to Darcy (Pride and Prejudice)

When it comes to Thread, she takes it as a personal offence. These spores that are raining down on earth devouring everything organic that they come into contact with? Way to ruin everyone’s fun. Hmph! She’s somewhat on the aggressive side during Fall, frequently addressing the individual Threads as she flames them: « I saw you heading for Urzketh! Oh, no you don’t! Don’t you dare go near those trees! » Should one get past her, she regards it as being entirely its fault for being so sneaky and nasty. She doesn’t ever think of herself as being at fault—but then, she doesn’t really think of herself at all. You come first, then the rest of the world. She’s already there wherever she is, so why should she need to think about the world?

"What a fandangle!"
~Fizzy (My Little Pony Comic)

When she gets angry, she gets vocal. But her expletives tend towards the level of « That's not very nice! » Or « That's just mean! » Or her worst: « That's horrid! » It’s not that she doesn’t have a large vocabulary (she’s actually quite good at finding the perfect word to illustrate how wonderful something is), she just doesn’t know many bad words.

Swearing is just something she can't understand. « Shards? Where? Did you break something? » Or maybe she'll break something. « But you said shards. I thought it was a request! No, I'm fairly sure my mother was a dragon…. »

“Heavy Hooves!”
~Fizzy gets profane (My Little Pony Comic)

Despite this literalness and apparent ingenuousness, she can take people by surprise with an intuitive manipulation of social situations. This is particularly apparent when she's proddy.


It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a male dragon in possession of a working set of wings must be in want of a green. Unfortunately, once proddy, Zhesteth suddenly becomes antisocial. She doesn't wish to be bothered by anybody until she has found somebody who fits her ever-romanticised image of Mr Right—which is impossible.

"I love thee not; therefore pursue me not."
~Demetrius to Helena (Midsummer Night’s Dream)

To combat the unwanted attention, she plays everybody off against everybody else. Particularly her suitors. An idle observation from one will be twisted firmly to her own advantage. « My, Diulnyth was right, Hendrixth… your hide does turn a very feminine shade of green in the sun. » Thus Hendrixth retreats into the shade, keeps Diulnyth at a distance, and Zhesteth has the sunny patch to herself.

Proddiness is the only time she’ll be openly catty… but you’re the only one who will know it. Outwardly she’ll be quieter, the aloof, unavailable, ice dragon. To you, she’ll be confiding that Zylpheth is terribly pesky, and she really cannot understand what Backstreeth is trying to show off.

Mr. Darcy walked off; and Elizabeth remained with no very cordial feelings towards him. She told the story however with great spirit among her friends; for she had a lively, playful disposition, which delighted in anything ridiculous.
~Pride and Prejudice

This will last until the flight's end, at which point she'll settle for somebody she formerly despised and immediately think him the most gush-worthy piece of draconic male you ever came across. Don’t try to remind her of what she said before.

« Oh that was only when I first knew him, for it is many minutes since I have considered him one of the handsomest dragons of my acquaintance! »

She’ll babble on about him to you with great delight, and she’ll want his company for quite some time. Not to snuggle up together in the bowl (although she may allow him to do that if he wants to) but just as company. Company to accompany her as she goes about her day-to-day escapades.

But, as we’ve said before, her attention span is short. Whether he wants or fears her company, he’ll soon be forgotten. Her daytime fellows are passing fancies. At the end of the day, the one she returns to and lives for, is you.

"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this and all is mended,
That you have but slumbered here
While these visions did appear.
And this weak and idle theme
No more yielding but a dream,
Gentles, do not reprehend."
~Puck (Midsummer Night's Dream)

Whether she knows it or not, this is Zhesteth's guide to life. If there is ever any reason to suspect that she's not an innocent, ditzy, sweet-hearted creature—well it must be an imagined reason. It's probably just as well Zhesteth has no aspirations to murder, because she'd get away with it. Enjoy your time with her, Lhana, and you may find that Puck's advice is useful to give out to those who fall victim to her whims—but trust us, and never follow it yourself for a second.


Name: Pyrene
Egg Desc: Lylia
Dragonet Desc: Hiza, Lis, Pyrene - tweaked by Pyrene, Hiza, Ciera and Lorsalia (descing party!)
Messages: Khena, Lorsalia, Pyrene tweak
Puppeteer: Lorsalia
Inspiration: Kalyssa, Khena, Lorsalia, Pyrene, Rianne

Olia (Oliana) and Shadowy Lord of the Grove brown Roherith
Rana (Kirana) and Dread Pirate Guppy brown Byndareth
Sii'kyn (Sikkyen) and Contemplating the Void brown Sidramuntalath
Fyria and Dark Crystal blue Urzketh
Jiu (Jundi) and Lost in a Never-Ending Storm blue Tsulryth
Tevya and Sentinel Scarecrow at Dusk blue Kihaelth
Wyn (Miralwyn) and What Darkness Lies in the Minds of Men blue Vorkoroth
Zia (Azia) and Fighting the Shadow blue Diulnyth
Sage and Night-Dwelling Moth green Pixareth

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