Today I learned · 4:36am Sep 2nd, 2017
A female yak is called a nak.
As Prince Rutherford and his yaks approached, Flurry made a series of complicated hoof strikes against the platform, clopping out a thunderous greeting. While her mother was graceful and could make the movements required for this form of greeting, she lacked a certain something, a certain gusto perhaps that gave the dance a yak-like authenticity. Yak hoof stomping could be complex and held much meaning. It could even be used to communicate long distance, provided there was stone for the vibrations to travel though. Flurry suspected that magic was involved, but didn’t know enough about it even begin to present a hypothesis.
“You tap like yak!” bellowed Prince Rutherford as he drew nearer and he too, began to perform the stomp-dance of greeting.
Now, the platform trembled and Flurry reveled in a chance to outshine her mother. She held nothing in reserve, there was nothing shy about her movements, and she lost herself in the moment. No matter what her mother might say later, Flurry was acting like a princess: a yak princess. Flurry’s enthusiastic act of diplomacy got the other yaks dancing and the station platform threatened collapse, sending the other ponies present fleeing with panicked shouts.
“You show much heart! Heart like yak!” one of the yaks hollered, and the yak might have a female yak, called a nak; it was hard to tell sometimes. Naks were just as big, hairy, and boisterous, and held equal hoofing with the males, provided that they had the strength. Yak society was all about strength, not gender.
Sometimes, Flurry Heart wanted to grow up to be a yak, or a nak as the case may be.
flurry would do very well as an ambasiter to yakistan now that I think about it, she has the attitude for it and the temperment.
Huh. And here I thought Rutherford would be King after all these years
Sweet!