Rainbow Dash's wings ached as she came in for a shivery landing beneath the Sweet Apple Acres front gate. The thunderstorm was behind schedule, and, well, sometimes her reputation as Ponyville's best flier wasn't all fans and camera flashes. Her coat was wetter than it was when she got out of the bath, and her mane was even worse. The pegasus ran a hoof through it and shook herself as best as her tired muscles would allow, trying her damndest to get the water out of her coat. 