SnowyZo3

Two pegasi zipped down a small dirt road in the middle of a grassy field on a purple scooter. The pegasus in back was doing most of the wing work, his gray wings working as hard as he could flap them and his hooves wrapped around the waist of the pegasus in front of him. The pegasus in front kept her orange hooves on the handlebars to steer and her wings to her side, not by choice though. “Hey Rumble, you still doing ok back there?” the teenage pegasus filly asked. Rumble nodded, even though his fillyfriend wasn’t really able to see it. “Yeah Scootaloo, I’m fine. I’m getting use to flying while balancing