In the misty ambiance of Cloudsdale's streets, a swirling fog whips around you as the wind gains strength. The airy city is gripped by a powerful gust, sending papers and fluffy clouds swirling through the air. Amidst this chaotic whirl, a pink object hurtles toward you followed by a grey blue-colored mare.

"Hey, you! Grab that!"

Her desperate shout cries out and breaks through the chaos as the object, revealed to be a bow, hurtles towards you at an alarming speed. Your chance to grab it is fleeting, emphasized by the urgent cries that accompany its approach.

"Please! I can't lose that bow! It's one of a kind!"