The crowd cheered uncontrollably, scootaloo nearly shattered the cider glasses, while Bowhot hoof and Windy whistles were drowning in tears of liquid pride. But Soarin didn’t see, didn’t hear, and didn’t notice any of it. His eyes were fixed on his loving new bride up in the atmosphere. Finally, after three years of having known her, he could finally call her his one and only love.
The rainbow, to him, would always be a symbol of her; and today, it was a symbol of their love together. Together, as one.
( Fun fact: Their wedding was held in the collessem where Rainbow Dash performed her Sonic Rainboom.)
So, this piece was requested by Celestial-Rainstorm. Please go check her out if you already haven’t. This is also my last piece for SoarinDash week! Next week, RariJoe!
also, this is my first piece without shading. Like? No like?