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(*For now, I'm saying it's a she and her name's Rainbowdusk*)

Rainbowdusk stepped out of her cave onto the cliff it was on. She sighed and walked right to the tip, clouds swirling around her. Her rainbow colored eyes darted around, wondering if there were any spirits lingering in the mist.
Many years ago, a war had been fought between her tribe, Tribe of the Swirling Fog, and the Tribe of the Swishing Grass. Warriors from the Trbe of the Swishing Grass had been executed by being run off the cliff by Swirling Fog warriors. She had led the charge, as chief of her tribe.
The chief raised her muzzle to the sky, murmuring; "Clouds, come to me." She closed her eyes and felt a bit of magic rising from her paws into her legs and finnally into her tail. Pointing her tail at a cloud, she forced the magic out. It left the tip of her tail in a swirling rainbow, striking the cloud. Flickering for a moment, the cloud drifted lazily down to her cliff. It stopped right off the tip.
Rainbowdusk drew a deep breath and put a paw cautiously on the cloud. It held. "I can't believe I'm walking on a cloud." she muttered quietly, a smile twitching her lips.
She put another paw on the cloud, letting out a breath she didn't know she had been holding. Her smile wided into a grin. She jumped onto the cloud and curled up, letting it carry her away. She waved her tail, and a rainbow made the cloud even faster. Zipping through the clouds, the chief's worries faded away. She sat up and let the wind push the fur back from her face. Wind whistled through her ears.