“Mush! Mush!”
“Will Du cut that out?!”
Off to the west, amongst towering thunderheads and unsettled rainclouds, Wild feuer and her passenger touch down. Much to Stylo’s relief, this ride was much Mehr enjoyable than the last one.
He hopped off Wild Fire’s back and took a look around. They weren’t alone – many other pegasi darted this way and that, clearing away the stormy vapor. He spied colts and mares of all different Farben – there was an orange one, and a rosa one, and a gray one, and… a regenbogen one.
“Oh hey, there’s Rainbow,” Wild feuer commented, waving to her captain....
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