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High above the landscape, a feathered windrider coasted on the breeze further up in the atmosphere. Although she wasn't a "flyer" in the typical sense, her skills in gliding were certainly enough to compete with their kind. Savoring the air rushing through the lime green feathers atop her head, she'd ridden a thermal to such a high altitude that spotting her from the ground would be a challenge for all but the sharpest eyes. The mostly sky blue coloring of her plumage certainly wouldn't help, either.
She gazed at the scenery spread out below her and saw waves licking the sand, ripples of foam rolling in and out with them. The Big Water certainly was awe-inspiring on a day like this. It had been a while since she'd taken a moment to see it up close. On a whim, she decided to take a brief detour from her journey. Yes, it was true that her family was waiting for her at Windrider Valley. Undoubtably, they would spend a lot of time sighing about what took so long, not to mention how they didn't get visits from her enough ever since she left home to settle in the Great Valley with Guido.
But they would just have to forgive her, Zephyr thought. And of course they would, she thought with a little smirk. They always did. They knew she was a free spirit, after all.
With a gleam of wanderlust in her eyes, Zephyr began coasting downwards, towards the sunlit sand and sparkling waters below.
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