Whenever she visited her friend in Canterlot, she always liked to take one last opportunity to fly over the city on her way back home. It was always more fun to time it just when Princess Celestia and Princess Luna started to bring the day to an end. The way the setting sun shone across the golden spires of the city and made them glitter was enough to take the breath of any pony. She would always be a Cloudsdale pony at heart, but there was no denying the beauty of Canterlot. Especially from the sky, where she could get the best glimpse of all the white towers glowing pink in the light of the sunset.
She took a look back to make sure