Aquila Starfield | Mare | Batpony
A small smile flickered over Aquila's face. The guards were supposed to spread themselves throughout the racers, the quicker among them would try to pace the ones at the head, while the rest found a niche they could comfortably keep pace with. She felt for this mare, and the reason she was flying, and she saw nothing wrong with agreeing, so she gave a small nod. "I agree. Oh, my name is Aquila, Aquila Starfield. And for what it's worth, I'll do my best to help you reach the end." How had she spoken to someone this long without introducing herself?




















