The Striped Zebra Spiritling trotted in through your back door, left ajar by the gentle breeze of a sunny afternoon. Your eyes meet as it prances around your living room, its stripes shimmering under the light, the soft galloping sound its hooves make echoes in the silence. You reach out to invite the Spiritling to play, thinking it might be drawn to a toy horse on your shelf, a remnant of your childhood adventures.