Sam looked nervously at August and spoke sarcastically "Yeah! That's so helpful!" Before changing her tone, "Is that really the only advice." She stared at the pegasus and rested her hands on it, "Just hold on?"

"Pretty much. Skia will know what do do." August said.

"Welp, here goes nothing." She held onto Skia, tightly.

"Hya!" August yelled. Immediately, Skia took to the skies. August whistled for Skia's offspring, a young mare named Even. She was a young bay with a bouncy trot. He mounted her, and broke off into a trot, following Sam to make sure she was fine.

Laughing, Sam clung to Skia's neck, trying not to fall. The wind whipping past her, she yelled "Oh my Zeus! This is amazing!" She stuck her hand in the air, attempting to reach the skies. The wind pushed her back slightly, making her hand shoot back around Skia's neck.

"Having fun?" August asked, flying on Even beside her. The bay yearling was so frisky, she looked as if she was bouncing on air.

Turning her head to face him, Sam grinned. "It's great! Kinda scary when you're not holding on though!"

"Duh." August said. "We should land here." he said, pointing to a hill. "I want to tell you something."

"Sure!" She talked loudly, over the wind. "It's really windy up here!" The pegasi descended.

"Sam, I haven't found a rider as good as you before. Nobody's managed to ride Skia like you have, except for me, of course. I want you to have Even. She's not as wild as Skia, but is just as fast." he said, handing her the filly's reins.