I don’t know what it is to other pegasi but for me I cannot help but the love the simple freedom that my wings grant me — in the air, in the sky, you are not limited to forwards, back, left and right. You can go wherever you want, in whichever direction. It’s completely up to you. And when you’re up there, and you can feel the wind in your fur and in your mane and in your wings and you can know EVERYTHING about it in no more than a few seconds, from its basic direction to how it could affect you in flight it’s as if you and the sky are almost on entity, bound together by wings and willingness.

This is why the sky and my wings are important to me. I would be lost without them, I think — wings allow me to go anywhere pretty much whenever I want, to lose anyone whose company I do not want to share by going above or below or around them.

Nothing can really describe how it feels to fly, and I mean this sincerely. No words or images can accurately convey the wonderful joy and freedom of flight that I and my teammates feel.

I hope this answers your question.