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12-22-2012, 11:00 AM
Sierra trod along the sandy plain. Her blue eyes were focused on the ground. She was trying to clear her mind of all thoughts. She had felt that something was amiss, but she couldn't put a pin in it. Her blue roan body seemed to turn a dusty reddish color from all of the clouds of dirt her trot was kicking up. Sierra lifted her head to see the sky, it's pale blue color almost matched her coat. With a great sigh she pushed herself into a gallop, her white wings tucked neatly at her sides.
She covered a lot of ground before stopping. By now the sun was tilting towards the south, were it would soon sink below the horizon. Sierra unfurled her white wings, and began to beat them. Up and down, up and down. Sierra repeated the motion several times with her wings before she actually was able to raise herself off the ground. Sierra found that it was always easier to gallop and then lift of the ground. Her white wings tilted and she began to beat them harder, making her go higher and higher. Finally she started moving forward, the small breeze allowing her the slightest bit of speed.
Before long Sierra was high above the clouds, soaring above all. The wind in her mane, the sun setting behind her. Sierra wished she could stay up here forever. But of course, she still has duties to attend to. Another sigh escaped her mouth before she dives into the fluffy white clouds.
Clouds aren't exactly what some horses think they are. Especially those ground-bound horses. Many of them think clouds are fluffy and soft and that you could sit on one and take a nice nap. Well in fact clouds are nothing but water vapor. That's why when any pegasus or other winged animal dives through one they become soaked. Sierra knew this of course, but she still enjoyed diving through the clouds. When she finally went through the clouds she headed back down towards the Dragon's Throat territory. With her front legs extended out Sierra came in contact with the red dirt. She landed smoothly, leveling out once all four legs were on the ground. She tossed her mane, shaking out some of the droplets of water before continuing on.
OOC:
WC: 391
She covered a lot of ground before stopping. By now the sun was tilting towards the south, were it would soon sink below the horizon. Sierra unfurled her white wings, and began to beat them. Up and down, up and down. Sierra repeated the motion several times with her wings before she actually was able to raise herself off the ground. Sierra found that it was always easier to gallop and then lift of the ground. Her white wings tilted and she began to beat them harder, making her go higher and higher. Finally she started moving forward, the small breeze allowing her the slightest bit of speed.
Before long Sierra was high above the clouds, soaring above all. The wind in her mane, the sun setting behind her. Sierra wished she could stay up here forever. But of course, she still has duties to attend to. Another sigh escaped her mouth before she dives into the fluffy white clouds.
Clouds aren't exactly what some horses think they are. Especially those ground-bound horses. Many of them think clouds are fluffy and soft and that you could sit on one and take a nice nap. Well in fact clouds are nothing but water vapor. That's why when any pegasus or other winged animal dives through one they become soaked. Sierra knew this of course, but she still enjoyed diving through the clouds. When she finally went through the clouds she headed back down towards the Dragon's Throat territory. With her front legs extended out Sierra came in contact with the red dirt. She landed smoothly, leveling out once all four legs were on the ground. She tossed her mane, shaking out some of the droplets of water before continuing on.
OOC:
WC: 391
