The female pony laughed, as she watched Looka fall from the sky. Looka had no movement, she was just letting gravity take over, and letting the wind guide her.

Her paws were faced toward the sky, and she was going to hit her back when she impacted on the ground. She would be even more hurt.

I felt like the magic was breaking, but it wasn't. I was still trapped there, but I still didn't give up. I kept going.
For Looka.

The female took off toward where Looka was ending...
She was planning to finish Looka!
No... I couldn't let that happen! I kept struggling for life. Not my life, but Looka's life.

Looka hit the ground hard. The snow had already vanished because of the wind she was creating. She even caused some of the terrain to break before her.

She was bruised, cut, and burned. She didn't look good at all, but, who would? That dog was courageous... She held much valor. She was everything that I wasn't.... She was the complete opposite.

The female pony stood before her, as she had just gotten to where Looka had been. The female was angry.

Looka awakened. ...Jee, that dog could take anything. What was she living for? She must be living for something. I mean, you had to be... It takes some drive to live through all of that. You had to be living for something.

A recent memory flashed before my eyes. It was of Looka, when we were talking out in the snow back in the Everfree Forest. She smiled, and looked at me with determined eyes.

"I'll be like... You're own personal support system!..." Looka said, and continued on. The memory slowly faded me back into what was happening.

Could she be living for me?