Post by Deleted on Sept 23, 2012 18:55:41 GMT -6
Wings tucked, butt up and goggled on. She was set up for a trick, a flying trick, a stupid one. Most of her flying was never really safe; it was why she did them first and then gave them to the team. It was why she was always hurt or sick now a days, rather put herself as the dummy before her valued teammates. Today she wanted to dive, from the top of Cloudsdale, more like free fall and pick herself up right before she hit the pond. But enough to raise the water up around her and then dive back up, it sounded simple. But looked hard as hell, since she was diving down to Ponyville to kind of do this. Oh well , all or nothing, right?
Jumping off the cloud, she dove down toward the pond, bringing in her body as close as possible. Though she wasn’t going fast enough, not to her standards anyway, there was no smoke trail behind her. Coming close to the water, she let her wings inch out and fly up to cut her speed off and bounce her up toward Cloudsdale. Nope that didn’t happen. Her flapping, did make her crash less of a painful thing, flipping on her flank, she landed in the pond, grumbling under her breathe. She needed to be faster, to make the drip in and all the way up, she needed to get a higher cloud. But for now, she was sitting in a low pond, with a sore flank. Pushing her goggles up from her face, her mane soaked plastered all over her face. At least no one saw this…or saw who she was. It wasn’t like she was in her outfit today, nope just simple yellow fire head Spitfire. Getting up her groaned a little, flapping up into the air and on to the cloud, a rest and then she was going to try it again.
Tagged; Soarin'