I shuffle my wings, the feathers standing up on their ends and resettling as I throw a parting glance to the horned, winged belle. A smirk reappears upon my maw, and I nod to her as she departs. I allow her to put distance between us, before raising my crown, and calling out a loud, ringing whinny to her fleeing form.
"Hey Arvakl!" I call, turning upon my haunches and pushing myself forward - closing the distance I had just been so relieved to receive. "Next time we meet, let's spar." I offer a quick smile, as I then make to trot past her. I roll easily into a canter as I overtake her, and spread my wings wide to cup the airflow generated by my movement, and take to the skies.
I laugh as I depart the hybrid, looking forward to testing myself against her horns and wings.
@[Arvakl] Cirrus is out :)
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