One ruggedly beautiful rainbow pegasus stands there rubbing her nose with a fore hoof, but she stops when she sees you. Dash’s nimble frame is still cloaked in her Wonderbolt’s uniform—her mane whipped back from hours of hard flying. She wastes no time with formal greetings and instead makes a beeline for you, literally. Wings negate the height disparity and she’s on you so quickly it’s surprising. She grips you in an incredibly tight bear hug while hastily licking your face. You chuckle at the wet affection and make note of her tail swishing happily before meeting her in the middle; locking her enthusiastic muzzle in an exhilarating reunion. The taste and feel of her mouth quells an ache that had been smoldering inside you in her absence…and for a moment she's the only thing occupying your world.