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// Ambiance 
// Story: South of Somewhere 
// by The Red Parade 
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Wind Rider scanned the horizon with a frown on his face. A few clouds lined the midday sky, dotting the skyline like stones in a river. 

Daring stood next to him, squinting at a compass in her hoof. 

“Surely she can’t have gotten that far ahead of us,” he remarked.

“I don’t know, sir, Rainbow Dash is… unnaturally fast,” Daring replied, shifting her eyes from her compass to the sky.

“If that’s the case, then why are we wasting time just sitting here?” questioned Wind Rider.

Daring shoved her compass back into her shirt pocket. “Uh, just trying to reorient us, sir. It’s likely Rainbow kept heading west, but it’s hard to tell which angle exactly she went. There should be a town close by, I think she’d probably stop there to rest for a bit.”

Wind Rider waved his hoof dismissively. “Fine, let’s head there then.”

He took to the air, leaping off the cloud with practiced ease.

Daring hesitated for a second, looking up at the horizon. 

She hadn’t been this far away from Cloudsdale before, as the commander usually liked to keep everyone on a fairly tight leash. The air seemed a lot clearer out here, and the sky so much more expansive. 

It gave her a false sense of freedom. If only she could have made it real…

“Private!” snapped Wind Rider. “Let’s get a move on, yes?”

“Sorry, sir!” Daring shook off her thoughts and hopped to the sky, following her lieutenant.