A Pegasus and Rider

You look up at the blinding sunlight; before your eyes could the gaze at the sight, a dot flies below it, in your case it looked only a inch long. The speck flew lower, it appeared to have pure white, feathery wings of some sort, but all the same the shape of the dot, as it hovered lower, did not resemble anything of a bird's. The thing flew lower and lower, all the while getting clearer and larger. At about two hundred and fifty feet above the ground, the creature seems to have a sleek silvery-white coat. And then, a human with long, flying light brown hair on the back of the white creature catches your eye. Then you realize what the creature is - a white horse with the feathery wings of a bird, a Pegasus. The rider of the elegant horse was a young girl; about thirteen years of age. She wore a fine silk dress made of the color dark purple, a light brown leather belt around her waist in which held a dagger with a artistically carved wooden handle; and a flask was also supported for drinking.
The pegasus's hooves finally landed and she folded her magnificent wings near the small body of water that was twenty feet away from you. The rider leaped off the creature and pulled the water flask off of her belt and walked to the water's edge, she knelt down and tipped the flask's top into the water so it refilled. When it was filled she stood on her feet and stopped - she had realize you were there. Her gray-blue eyes glinted nervously, her steed almost pawed the ground with her black hooves. The girl quickly walked back to her pegasus and placed the flask briskly back in it's place and jumped back on the back of the horse and kicked the side of her creature with her boots which rose to her knees in length and was made of the same leather of her belt. The pegasus beat her wings powerfully and started with a run then kicked off with her hind legs and took off, they gained altitude at top speed. Then they vanished into the billowing clouds above.