Her head turned itself over to another direction of the calm town under a deep exhale that left through her nose. With another wipe of her forelegs against the fur on her face, trying to get as much of the bloodstains off from her face. For the first time since she had returned to the once so prideful boutique, she stared down upon her red forelegs and hooves. Rarity shook her head at the sight of the blood covered fur. Though her mind traveled backwards in time itself. Back to times where her forehooves were wet from the normal watery tears instead of the thick and foul blood that coursed through her veins. Blood that was just waiting there and desiring only more.