Fluttershy
Train Station
Sometimes Fluttershy feels ashamed.
She hears the whispers sometimes, when she returns to Cloudsdale for a visit, a shopping trip, a change in scenery.
No business galloping around on the ground all the time, can you believe the nerve?
Generations of strong fliers, and then her. What must her parents think?
Those born with wings are meant to feel the rush of wind in their manes.
Sometimes, in spite of the new meaning she has in her life, she misses the caress of a high-altitude breeze, the undeniable power of the jet stream above, circling a thunderhead just out of lightning's reach.
But then, she thinks on the train to Appleloosa, it's all talk. She is still a Pegasus pony, and her parents still love her. There are places to travel that she never dreamed existed with her head stuck in the clouds. Her destiny is her own.
the rush of wind in my mane
She sticks her head out the window and closes her eyes, remembering.