The Best
"It's not all that hard, Soarin." said Spitfire, flapping her rather small wings. "You just have to get the take off right."
"Easy for you to say." the blue colt retorted. "You've always been better at flying than me." Soarin jumped off the ground again, flapping his wings as hard as he could. He managed to stay in the air for a several moments before falling flat on his rump. "I'll never get it..." he lamented.
Spitfire chuckled. "Oh, just don't try so hard. It's not how many times you flap your wings that counts, it's how you use each one. You're using up all your energy on the take off, so you're too tired to
