Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2013 20:23:38 GMT -6
((Open to Gilda, Fleetfoot, and later on possibly Thunderlane))
Rumble had an important, but rather boring job to do today for the group of foals. Today he had the very important job of watching stuff from a cloud. Being the only one who knew how to fly meant he was the only one for this job. All he had to do was drift around the town outside of the palace, watch ponies, and take notes of any unusual actions. If a group of ponies suddenly went somewhere in a hurry it could be important, or if they were coming back from something they might have learned something useful.
The gray colt was being extra sneaky, hiding inside of a cloud he had put together. The clouds in the area seemed very thin and wispy so he had done his best during the night to collect some smaller clouds and morning fog to construct a right proper white poofy cloud. From his floating base of foalitude he could look down on the crystal ponies with his binoculars. A Pegasus could land on his cloud and never know he was in there... but if a heavy one like Snowflake flopped on it, the colt might get shoved out. At least is wasn't like anypony would fly around randomly and pop clouds for no good reason.
What if this irregular white poofy cloud of poofiness was making a crystal pony happy? The happier they were the better they seemed to be. Popping a cloud in that circumstance could be disastrous! Somewhere down there the Cutie Mark Crusaders, Nya, and his other friend were doing their own part to help the Crystal Empire.
Rumble had an important, but rather boring job to do today for the group of foals. Today he had the very important job of watching stuff from a cloud. Being the only one who knew how to fly meant he was the only one for this job. All he had to do was drift around the town outside of the palace, watch ponies, and take notes of any unusual actions. If a group of ponies suddenly went somewhere in a hurry it could be important, or if they were coming back from something they might have learned something useful.
The gray colt was being extra sneaky, hiding inside of a cloud he had put together. The clouds in the area seemed very thin and wispy so he had done his best during the night to collect some smaller clouds and morning fog to construct a right proper white poofy cloud. From his floating base of foalitude he could look down on the crystal ponies with his binoculars. A Pegasus could land on his cloud and never know he was in there... but if a heavy one like Snowflake flopped on it, the colt might get shoved out. At least is wasn't like anypony would fly around randomly and pop clouds for no good reason.
What if this irregular white poofy cloud of poofiness was making a crystal pony happy? The happier they were the better they seemed to be. Popping a cloud in that circumstance could be disastrous! Somewhere down there the Cutie Mark Crusaders, Nya, and his other friend were doing their own part to help the Crystal Empire.