I stroked Fluttershy's mane. She is the most beautiful of ponies. We walked through the woods. There was a breeze through the air, smelling of a sweet perfume scent, like a sweet rose. Fluttershy is like a rose, Gentle, Beautiful, Elegant, perfection in pony form. I stroked her perfectly combed mane again. She looked at me with an expression of utter content. She was very happy, and she looked very cute. We walked through the pine trees. They reminded me of Fluttershy, so beautiful.
We got deep into the centre of the woods. Fluttershy sat on a log. I sat next to her. She looked at me with that adorable expression again, her turquoise eyes shimmering. "I ... I am your friend." she said in that cute little timid voice of hers. She picked a nearby rose with her mouth and passed it to me. I examined it. "Thankyou, Fluttershy." I said. She looked at me again. "Hug ? ..." she whispered quietly.
I hugged her.
Fluttershy amidst the roses
There she was...
She was sitting, there, lying in the grass amongst the most beautiful ruby red roses you've ever seen. Her beautiful turquoise eyes shined in the sunset. Her pale pink mane flowed in the gentle breeze.
I slowly walked over. She was still viewing the sky. Angel was next to her and some butterflies were gently hovering above her. Fluttershy calmly looked at me. She elegantly spread her wings, smiling. As I walked into the sunset, she followed.
