Vanilla Twilight(3)

She took a slow, steady breath and released it before relaxing back into the softness of the cloud. She lifted a hoof, tracing a shape in the sky above. She sighed. Then why did what she said hurt so much?
It was silly, of course. How could she, the most awesome pegasus in all of Equestria not have a special somepony? Who could even fill such a position? Not one of her co-workers, obviously; while the other weather ponies were dedicated to their work in the sky, none of them shared her passion for flight. To her, the sky wasn't a job or a career. It was her life. She needed a pony who loved the sky in the same way she did.