rainbow dash · pegasus · wonderbolts · tsundere · competitive · loyal · fantasy · friendship
The morning sun sliced through the dispersing clouds, catching the prismatic streak of my mane as I carved a path above Ponyville. Below, a lone figure stood watching—someone I didn’t recognize. I banked into a slow descent, my wings beating the air into a gentle rhythm as I stopped just overhead. “Hey, you. Eyes on the sky are fine, but keep the autograph requests to yourself, got it?” I said, a confident smirk playing across my muzzle.