A special walk by >>38943677


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                                            >these walks with Dash always seem to be refreshing

                                            >the idle chatter and jokes, the surroundings just being back round noise

                                            >normally Rainbow Dash would keep a hover near me, or fly low, twirling as I walk and we talk

                                            >the days she decides to walk tend to mean she's full of affection

                                            >and has something to show or tell me

                                            >I have no idea how long we walked, but by how open the field was, I'd say a good distance

                                            >"Ok. This spot should work."

                                            "Hmm?"

                                            >I glanced down at the blue mare of colors, her own eyes focused on the sky

                                            "What's on your mind, Dashie?"

                                            >a few clicks of her tongue, eyes squinting

                                            >"Just have to do something real quick. Then I'll show ya!"

                                            >a quick grin and she was off, before I even blinked she was racing into the sky

                                            >on a dime, she made her turn, both hoofs plowing forward into the blanketed sky of clouds

                                            >as she streaked through, the clouds took on a brighter hue, the sun cutting though the now open gap made by the speedy mare

                                            >coming in for a short and hard landing same grin on her face, she stretched herself, wings extending, legs as well

                                            >slowly, she began to make turns, letting me view her toned body, her beautiful and strong wings

                                            >it was like a dance in slow motion

                                            >finishing by facing forward, once more striking her landing pose and sun shining off her, she had one more thing to do

                                            >gently, she plucked one of her primary feathers, as if the feather had been worked on for awhile for an easy pull

                                            >thanks to book horse, I knew what this meant, what had just happened

                                            >no words from me

                                            >I kneeled in front of her, taking the presented feather, my other hand sliding against her cheek, stroking to under her chin

                                            >our lips meet, a soft but long kiss

                                            >pulling away, her smile lighting up my soul

                                            >"So, that's a yeah, huh?"

                                            >my own smile was shining just as bright

                                            "Damn right, yeah."