A starting line.
I lift off the ground and fly eagerly towards the line. Curious as to why it's there. I notice a few other horses, including Arvakl, the one with the tacky wings, and Nasreen, the one who went to the Edge instead of joining my group. However, these horses are not the only things here. There is a large turtle speaking, and something inside of me tells me to listen to it, so I do. This turtle is hovering a long way up in the air, and I wonder if gravity still exists. Floating islands and floating turtles.. is this normal?
"Those with the gift of flight may participate in this race to honor the gods and the Sky Island! The first back is the winner." What does her mean by winner? Is this a race? Suddenly it dawns on me that this is indeed a race when the turtle yells GO! I see another mare turn on her fire magic, so I do so too. Why not burn whoever tries to get close to me? I set off, towards the rings, trying to best the horses in front of me. Let me come out first... Give me this one thing! Each stroke of my ivory wings is filled with power as I surge forward, leaving the taste and smell of smoke behind me.
ooc:; aurelia is using her flame magic. this allows her to be set on fire. :3
Success isn't the result of spontaneous combustion.