The filly was trying to catch onto this weird new game. The more she tried to understand the reason that they used the word it the more she partially understood. Smiling, she chashed after him, picking up speed as he neared the small sea in the middle of the reddish-sands. She wonders how small seas can really get until they are puddles. Hm, I guess I'll just have to ask.

When he starts to buck, and look back at her, she uses this opportunity to speed up, kicking harder with her back legs, faster. Faster... She reaches out her muzzle aiming on his neck, attempting to tap up gently, hoping she would hit him on the neck lightly and not hurt him. She whinnied, parting from him in case she had touched him and broke off from their path to the little sea. She opened her wings, trying to lift off as he had, picking up a quick canter, then soon a gallop, her breath quickening she didn't feel the ground under her hooves. "Ahhehh..." she called, not knowing what to do next, she started to flap as her mother had done once in a while to air out her own perfect white wings. She lifted, the sky closing in around her. She looked down, trying to spot Rhoa. She hadn't noticed how high she had gotten before she could only see him as as spot, slowing her flaps, she managed to stay in one place in the sky, though putting a lot of strain on her muscles, she didn't know what to do next, and before she knew it, her wings gave way. She didn't know how long she was up in the sky, but it had hurt too much. She plummeted, her mane and tail flying up, she forces her wings out once again to catch her body in a current, holding on as it pulls her whole body into an awkward turn back around that little sea, wide and weird and...awesomely different.

She had been too afraid and worried about dying to notice how free she was. Flying...she could go anywhere. With some practice, probably. When she got closer to the ground, her face twisted in a hard expression of disorient and concentration, she angles her wings down, the wind glided over them as she slowed to a stop, though he feet hitting the ground with a really hard thud, she continued the momentum, running, she twisted, her ankle not supporting the quick body shift, she tumbled over on her back, pulling in her wings quickly she rolled over on the sand.

And for a moment, she just payed there. Clueless to what had just happened. She was only trying to getbaway from the tag she didn't expect something as thrilling and crazy as that to happen. Let alone her almost braking her freaking ankle off!

She smiled, though she lay there in all kind of different mild pains, she smiled and smiled. Her mane ruffled and filled with sand, she didn't move. Breathing heavily, she just tried to catch her breath.

Breath...Breath...