"The tribes? As far as I'm aware, only Pegasi feel so strongly towards Cloudsdale, as it's their only true home. Their history books speak of it as the first, and the magic that exudes from it is the strongest for their 'type'. As in, to fly in the skies around Cloudsdale is incomparable. Perfect wind drafts -- excuse you, Dinky." She cuts in, as Dinky fails to keep quiet one of her louder, primordial noises. "-- and an energy so brimming, there's a local phenomenon among Pegasi who haven't flown in a while." Celestia explains in further depth, waving a fork around. She only has to pause once for another ungodly noise escaping the filly. I think this festival made her even more food orientated. I'm reminded of those food-focused dogs back on earth.