Oh joy. There her brother goes, pretending to be meaningful. Oh, dad, don't follow along. No, stop. She couldn't stop herself.

Since when did you follow HIS orders!?

Stamping impatiently on the granite floor, she felt her forelock being elevated by a gentle breeze, which enveloped her. He didn't. She sidestepped away, glaring into the darkness from which this odd whispering had appeared. But then, she heard some hoofbeats. Spinning, she gazed at her father. He wasn't like her anymore. He was...solid. She couldn't contain herself. Leaping into a velocitized gallop, she surged through something that seemed like nothing but air. She, too, had the waterfall sensation before landing in perfect stride alongside her father. Completely befuddled, the only words that could escape her was a plaintive,

Wow