Cloud Dance was flying about, looking for something fun and exciting to do. It'd been a quiet day. Way too quiet, so that the poor mare was bored out of her head. She wanted something fun to do, some one to play with or talk to! She hadn't even found anything shiny to collect. She sighed, frustrated, and circled, staring at the plains beneath her. What WAS a bored young mare to do, really? It's not like she was asking for a ridiculous lot, just a chance to play, have some fun, and meet people. Where WAS everyone, anyways?She paused, and glanced at the grass over which she skimmed, hovering in place. Boring, boring green grass. She looked forwards, and beamed! Oh look, a patch of bright flowers! At least that would give her something to do, sniffing flowers, maybe picking a few to put in her mane or her tail! She landed with a thud, not taking a great deal of care at the moment, and excitedly trotted over.
"Oooo... daisies and cornflowers and violets... and others!" She began sniffing amongst them, her eyes half closed in pleasure at the lovely smells filling her nose, her tail flagged in her happiness at having found SOMETHING of this nature.
