"Of course. Shall I tell you of the Phouka?" he asked. Without her answer he pressed on. "We are made of mud by the Queen herself and she breathes life into us. We all look the same and we are made to be guards for the Queen and her princes and princesses. It is a great honour to be taken out of the palace. As Phouka we have limited magic. Shapeshifting, mainly. I am young but I have learned to be a dog and a horse and a raven. One day I hope to be many more creatures. We are ferocious when a threat is near, but we love a good laugh. Often we will come across mortals and become the horse and let them ride us. Then we gallop toward water and throw them in to the Glaistig and the Selkies," he chuckled.