"So what your saying, is that you just found the water-bender?" I ask Stone, unsure of what he just told me.

"That is exactly what I'm saying." He replies, his voice ringing with confidence.

"When will I meet the guy?" I ask,trying not to sound too eager.

"Later today." When he says this,mi feel like squealing. I have always dreamed of seeing the other elements at work. I would give anything to witness the gracefulness of wind, the beauty of water. How they mix with the strength of earth, the dance of my fire.

"Come by the path when he gets here." The path is our meeting spot. When anyone come to visit, and they aren't s pegasus, they come to the path. And let's face it, only pegasi can walk on clouds.

"Ok" with that final remark, I head to my house. I soar above the clouds, high in the sky. Today I am feeling joyful, like I could dance with the flames. Instead, I make them dance with me.

I fly in a rhythmic motion, flames trailing behind even more beautifully. The very tip of the sky lights up, and I embrace the warmth. Right now I feel alive. More alive than ever, my magenta mane flowing in the breeze. Soft orange coat, like the sunset, barely visible through the clouds. As I inch closer to the town, I hear a voice.

"Mommy look! Lights! Can we follow them, please mommy?" I glance down at the little foal, eyes shimmering as the flames flicker around her.

I take this as my que to make a big finish. Making sure to not be seen, I take off higher and higher. I forget everything and relax, letting the flames take over. Up I soar, trying my hardest to reach the heavens, to embrace a star. Soon, I feel I am high enough. With all of my might, I fall. Taking my element to the max.

I fall, and fall and fall. I lean closer and closer to trees, daring to do what I know could risk everything. I catch branches and leaves in the flickering path behind me. With each branch I pick up, the bigger it gets.

As I near the bottom of the sky, I reach my hooves out. This swift movement signals the fire to part, going on either side of me. Making sure the clouds are blocking me, I jerk upwards. Suddenly the flames stop. I hear the little filly clapping her hooves.

"Again, again! Mommy when will it be back?" This makes a smile form on my lips. I fly home, the corners of my mouth turned up.
I open the door, and enter. I walk into the living room and have a seat next to Hot Rod.

"I am guessing you know who is behind the fire storm today, hmm?" He laughs, therefore I join him. "By the way this popcorn needs popping." He hands me the bag, and as usual I groan. My hoof rises, then falls. With one loud pop we dig in.

He reaches for the TV remote and I slouch back into my seat. The couch is old, but comfortable. I run my hoof along one of the wrinkles in the dark gray cushions. With each hoof full of popcorn, I begin to relax even more. I rest my head on Hot Rod's arm and watch the movie.

"What movie is it?" I ask.

"My little Dashie." He replys, smirking.

"Oh, but you know that one makes me cry." I put on my best pouty face and look up at him, eyes big, face adorable to unsafe levels.

"Exactly." He refuses to look at me, knowing he can't resist the face. The movie starts, and I snuggle in closer, trying to get comfortable. Hot Rod drapes his arm over my shoulder. I embrace it. I yawn, and my eyes droop.

"Somepony tired?" Questions Hot Rod, already knowing the answer. Still, I nod. "Goodnight." He kisses my forehead, and I doze off. I dream of flames, as usual, but also earth and water. Mixing in harmony. The water makes the fire cooler, do nopony gets burnt. The fire chars the earth, letting the ashes fall. Now the sharp rocks can't cut. The earth blocks the water, so nopony drowns. This world is perfect, but not as good as can be. My mind wanders to far away places, only able to wonder where the air is. Air is soft and gentle, but also harsh and hurtful. I only want to focus on the good aspects. Only the good...

My eyes open to find myself on the couch, like last night. I think back to my dream. If I ever accomplish anything, it would be to find the air element and unite us. 8 heads are better than 6.

I hop off of the couch and into the kitchen, where I smell eggs cooking.

"Please tell me those have cheese on them." I lick my lips just thinking about it. I am starved. I should have eaten more popcorn.

Hot Rod gives me a plate and I set it down on the table. Once his breakfast is ready, he sits down and starts eating.

" I have another Tournament tommorow."

"I will be cheering you on!" I tell him. As a racers biggest fan, I am at almost all of his races. Sometimes my sister comes along with her friends, and we watch together. " I think Flowersong and Morning Burst will be there too." He needs all the support he can get.

"Thanks. I need to be there in an hour so I will be getting ready. Meet you there." I wave him off and return to my breakfast.

"Shoot!" I exclaim, remembering I was supposed to meet up with Stone and the new guy yesterday.

I run out the door, and jump off the edge of my porch. I drift down a little bit, before letting my wings propell me forward. I dash along, fast as I can, knowing there will be a prize at the end of the road. And Mariposa knows I want it.

Author's Note

Mariposa is the princess in this time, just saying. The setting is future Ponyville.