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// Whisper Wind 
// Story: Professor Search's Logbook 
// by Croswynd 
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Ah, Whisper Wind. With a name like that you'd expect the pony in question to be the shyest, or at least quietest, pony in town. A fair, mild mannered pony anypony could get along with.

Of course, you would be wrong.

This fiery mare is one of the two ponies I met in Hoofington, ponies who have established themselves as brave and qualified adventurers in the interim. I would dare say these two young ones have outstripped even me, though I would scarcely admit it out loud.

Colored in a coat reminiscent of orange cream-soda, this pegasus mare is quite the mistress of wind. I've met my fair share of pegasi in my years, but only a few could possibly match her mastery of the air. Brought up in Hoofington, she was a shining star in the weather patrol, doing three pony's work with her skilled manipulation of the wind currents. So powerful is she that if she tried hard enough, I imagine she could very well create a tornado by herself.

Provided, of course, she did not fall prey to her innate clumsiness. Though I said few could hold a candle to her skill, flying is not something Whisper is entirely... perfect at. One glance at her, covered in bandages, scrapes and bits of twigs from errant trees, and you can see how effective she is at that aspect of her pegasus form. Perhaps it's the universe offering a counter-balance to her incredible ability, or perhaps she is just impatient.

Yes, as I said, fiery is one way to describe her. A flame the size of Celestia's Sun could barely match her furious demeanor. Rarely have I met one so impatient she is willing to forgo actually flapping to continue with a tumble or twirl. I imagine in her mind, she's already performed the trick, so she's off on the next one before she's even finished! An interesting one, she is.

Still, I cannot help but see the affection she bares through the shallow, but impenetrable to Novell, mask she wears. I imagine  this is what really brought her on our journey.

I must say, I'm rather glad it had.

Oh, she also has a pet, but I will be mentioning him in a further passage. Must keep an orderliness to this journal, yes.

~ Professor R. E. Search