Canter
Wings tucked at her sides, Cloudella galloped down the alley, her pinkish mane whipping her face and blocking her view. A few meters away, she started to open her delicate red and pink wings, the feathers flapping in protest. Suddenly, the ground went away from her feet. Instead of opening her wings, she wrapped then around her, cocooning herself into her feathers. Finally, when her instincts were screeching help, she felt like throwing up, and all her hairs were standing on end, she spread her wings, and let out a sight of relief when the wind curled under her wings. "Free!" she cried out "Free! Free to be!" She sighed as she landed gently on purple grass, then bent down to start chewing on it. She had always loved Laffy Taffy grass! She let out a burst of laugh when she thought about how
long it had been! She directed herself towards a bubbling lemonade spring. The bubbles popped in her face, and she licked her chops before taking in a delicious sip. An adorable purple and blue rabbit crept up to me, taking a shy sip from the fountain. "Hi there, young one." she whispered gently, her eyes shimmering softly. It sat on its haunches and rubbed his nose against er cheek before scampering off.Suddenly she heard a rustle. Two voices arguing, an audible thump, a snort, groan and laugh. "-heck, pushing me in-" In front of the young mare appeared two geldings. The one that had been talking had a white coat with a woody-looking texture,tips of wings degrading from maroon to dark red, blood-red eyes, a greyish-red mane and tail, and broken heart maroon markings who almost looked like marks of blood. The second had a black coat covered with red lightning bolts which formed broken hearts.his eyes were red, and his main and tail were black streaked with bright red. The white male shuffled his wings un-easily and blushed, but the dark-coated one just smiled slyly."And who is the beauty we face, may I know?" asked the dark coated male just as the white coated one hoarsley whispered "Who are YOU?". Cloudella's breathe caught up, then she croaked: "I-I'm Cloudella." The dark male smirked. "What a beautiful name. Sketch, thus is not a way to treat a lady." Sketch snorted and pawed at the ground. "My name is ThunderBreak." he bent in a low bow. "To serve you, m'lady." Even thoughThunder's manners charmed her, Cloud felt oddly attracted to Sketch.
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