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The occasional overcast cloud did not take away from the brilliance of the city of Canterlot. Birds chirped and flew about, ponies smiled and chattered on the streets. It wasn't a perfect spring morning, as it was chillier than desired, but the weather was nonetheless amicable and relaxing. Blue patches of sky combined with pure white clouds made for a sight for artists to behold and capture in their pieces. however, among the pleasant chatter and happy sunlight, there was a ruckus over by a spa. The yelling of an argument could be heard in practically half the street it was being held in. On one side, stood a Griffon, Somewhat taller than average stallion, pastel coloured hair, a proud deep red crest on a gray chest, puffed up in a show of assertiveness. His wings spread over his sides, as pegasi and griffonkind commonly did to make oneself larger and more intimidating. On the other side, stood a Slender unicorn mare, pelt as orange as the morning sun and mane of pastel magenta befitting of the kindest twilight skies. Her soft coral red eyes were currently expressing utter rage as she looked upon the griffon in heated debate.

The Griffon, Grantisimo the unfriendly Fashionista trying to turn a new leaf, was Seething. The Mare before him, stubbornly holding her argument of requiring a deep blue evening gown infuriating him more by the second. She obviously had no idea of fashion, Deep blue was -not- a spring colour, and ontop of that, was the most horrible mix with her natural colouration. It's like ponies just wear whatever they want without paying attention of the vivid colours they attain by nature. Your body is just as much a part of your fashion as your clothing! Grantisimo could not believe she did not even understand this. They stood just outside a beautiful spa with a very fresh ocean-like smell, where diligent workers inside looked on in worry. honestly, the workers wanted to scare the arguing two off, because tiffs like these were never good for business, especially near a place meant for relaxation. They had not the guts to confront a enraged Griffon and likely high-class unicorn though.

Although Fashion was the core of the issue at hand, those that were observing were hardly interested in the content. It was easy to pin the blame of this situation on the Griffon, and sadly enough, such would not be unjust. What the sneering crowd saw was another black spot on the already horribly tarnished name of griffonkind. A Griffon, giving a beautiful canterlot mare problems for 'no good reason'. It was another spectacle which would solidify the statement that the griffons belonged in griffonstone and should never leave their home, for they and their despicable attitudes had no place within pony society.

[Lou]

(OOC: So sorry for taking so long!!)

Canterlot was always a lovely city. It always had been in his experience, at least. It was perfect flying weather as well, which is why the bright red pegasus felt a pang of longing as he touched down onto the cobblestone streets. He always preferred to walk in places with a minority of pegasi for the simple reason that he didn't want to make others uncomfortable, however. Him flying could be seen as flaunting his ability to actually fly; while most ponies didn't think like that, there were always that select few that did, and as a general rule he hated to upset. Unless it was absolutely necessary, of course.

Solar Burst folded his wings up into his sides and took a breath of the crisp Canterlot air, letting it out slowly. He was only planning on a day trip there and would return to Cloudsdale later that evening. He had a good few hours to kill, though. It was a relief to have a break from his schoolwork and the beautiful weather was only lifting his spirits. As was his custom, he broke into a trot to take a round around the streets to make sure everything was in order. Of course it wasn't his job but as this was the royal city, he liked to be sure that everything was especially safe. He felt that his utmost duty was to the princesses.

His black-tipped hooves clicked gently on the stones as he trotted, greeting familiar ponies as he went. He'd been there enough times to have met some of the locals. He was also an easy stallion to recognize, with his vibrant pelt and mane colors. Solar was about to turn around and head to his favorite café (he was hungry, and everything seemed to be running smoothly) when the sound of yelling met his ears. His eyes narrowed and he followed the source of the noise with a quickened pace, eventually coming across a colorful griffon and a pretty unicorn mare deep in a screaming match.

The stallion let out a snort of irritation and watched them for a moment, pinning his ears back. It seemed as if the griffon was harassing the mare. While he was not one to judge and knew that not all griffons were mean, this one appeared to be going with the griffon mean streak trend. So, he strode forward, his hooves making a sharp clicking against the street, and stopped a few feet away from them.

His voice always came in handy. 

"Excuse me," he called, raising his voice so that he could be heard over their shouting. "I hope you are both aware that disrupting the peace is a viable offense here in Canterlot, with consideration towards the safety of the princesses. No guard ponies seem to be around at the moment, but if you refuse to settle your differences either in the privacy of one of your homes or quietly like civilized ponies, or in this case pony and griffon, I will not hesitate to go find one and alert him or her of your offenses. Both of you are quite noticeable so it wouldn't be hard to find you if you tried to hide."

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They both looked at the stallion with great frustration, naturally infuriated with his interruption. Stubborn folk like this always wanted to finish their yelling, even if it never ended. Solar's words did not fall upon deaf ears, though. The pegasus had carried himself with grace and conveyed his words with confidence. His volume only backed him up in his assertiveness, without making him seem frustrated. An experienced diplomatic voice could always calm these arguments, and Solar was no exception to this.

The griffon muttered. "you're right.." he said, surprisingly quick to admit, especially for something as rude as griffons usually were. His expression had become defeated, but only for a moment, as before he could say anything more, The uppity mare raised her head in elegant poise. "Naturally, my fair sir."She spoke to solar before turning her head to the griffon. "You are not worth my time, causing me trouble like this! i am taking my leave from you, Rude sir!" She proverbially spat at Grantisimo before indeed taking her leave, walking away as any uppity canterlot mare would. Grantisimo was enraged, furious, Shaking with anger, his defeated expression quickly having transformed into what it was just a few seconds ago. However, Solar was right, and he had no wise reason to keep yelling. Chasing after her would have been an even WORSE idea. He'd need to let it out otherwise. He unfurled his wings and raised them high, lowering his torso as he yelled, to himself moreso than anyone else: "Why do you ponies have to be so difficult to HELP?!" in a loud tone before taking off in quick flight, straight upwards, trying to fly somewhere to cool off. Interestingly enough, that is mayhaps the last thing anypony in the surrounding expected a griffon to say. Ah well, perhaps he was one of those stubborn fools who thought he was 'helping' when in reality, he was harassing somepony. But all the same, considering he didn't accuse Solar Burst or made the foolish decision of yelling more, there might be more to him?

Either way, he was flying off now, with powerful, frustrated beats of his wings taking him over the Canterlot streets and houses. He muttered, finding just enough calm within himself to not shout, but not the calm to meditate or try to shake off the irritation he had.

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Two pairs of angry eyes turned towards him and he met them with raised eyebrows, almost like he was daring them to continue. It was not in his nature to bluff; he meant every word that he'd said. He didn't always like taking things to the extreme when dealing with unruly ponies (or griffons) but he certainly would not hesitate to do so if pressured.

Solar blinked when the griffon was the first to back down, mildly surprised but pleased that things weren't going to escalate further. He looked between the griffon and the mare, nodding his head in acknowledgement when the mare spoke to him. He knew her type very well, it was only best to be polite to them. That kind of uppity attitude was common in most Canterlot citizens. Although difficult, they could be quite nice when need be. After the mare stormed away Canterlot-style, the pegasus cleared his throat, turning his attention back to the griffon.

He had just opened his mouth to speak when the griffon's wings flared out and he launched himself into the air, yelling in frustration, "Why do you ponies have to be so difficult to HELP?!"

That changed the scene quite a bit. Solar Burst took a step back out of the rush of air the griffon's wings had caused, his own wings opening instinctively. "Help"? That was supposed to be helping? He shook his head and blew out his cheeks, watching the multi-colored creature angrily flap away. He'd hate to anger the other male even more but he couldn't shake the feeling that this needed to be discussed. It was harassment in the ponies' eyes but to the griffon, it was helping. Or, at least an attempt at helping.

With a final frown cast at the remaining ponies milling around, the red stallion took off into the sky as well, his eyes on the griffon's tail. He raced a bit to catch up, wings pumping. When he was close enough for speaking without shouting he slowed down. Hopefully this would work.

"I don't mean to disturb you, sir," he called, "but may I have a word with you?"

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The beat of grantisimo's wings took him away, but not so far that solar could not catch up. The scene was a bit like a movie, a gryphon of many colours, his wide wings shining in the rays of sun, dimming for just a second as the gryphon's path over the houses of canterlot took him under a cloud high above for a second, Solar burst flying after to catch up, sining in the sun all the same.

And so he did catch up, approaching the gryphon and asking a normal question in what was a kind tone. But Grant felt cornered due to what happened earlier and due to how things worked in canterlot. "well, it's a bit late to not disturb, isn't it? Although i suppose YOUR excuse was that we were disturbing the peace!" he grunted, unsure what message he was trying to convey. Words did not come to him easily right now, and his fury had led him to just want to say something incriminating, even if it wasn't actually incriminating at all and just a fact. He grunted snd huffed, slowly rolling his eyes thinking to what the pegasus said earlier.

"although i suppose it's 'not my place' to deny a pony here anything, just like earlier, so out with it, Pegasus" he said, shooting an irritated glare to solar burst. Truthfully, he'd rather just fly out of canterlot right now, and that's why he did not idle in his flight and kept flying straight even as the stallion spoke with him. He had slowed down as he looked to the stallion though, not flying full speed ahead while looking elsewhere. Also, it made speaking a lot easier when you weren't trying to soar at the same time.