"Like a field that they preferred to go to? I don't know if all the butterflies gather there, but I do know of a field that has lots and lots of them! Come on, I'll show you!" With that, Zephyra kicked off and galloped ahead, loving the feel of the wind flowing through her main. Running wasn't as nice as flying, but it came close. You couldn't fly everywhere you needed to go, afterall. She led the other mare to a colorful field, full of bright, open flowers. Butterflies danced all around, filling the sky making the clearing shimmer with the movement of hundreds of wings.