A few cheery calls from the sky ship’s avian crew heralded the vessel’s descent, bringing it’s height to, by my rough estimate, about half a kilometre above the ground, a fraction of what it was before. It was fairly obvious that they did this to allow everyzebra aboard to sight-see, but I certainly wasn’t about to complain about getting a much more detailed look at this foreign land. There was a protest to be made, however, in the fact that I was now not alone in my observations. Before, I seemed to be the only zebra who gave a damn about observing my surroundings. Now that the Princes were also observing the land this close to our presumed destination, all of a sudden the other chosen found the land far more interesting than their petty, self-aggrandizing drama.