The orange coated, pegasus filly turned herself back around. There were two other fillies who walked away from the scene with sly grins. Her attention was set once again on the young unicorn before she placed a hoof on her shoulder. "Let them talk, Sweetie. Those two nitwits have no clue what they are talking about," said Scootaloo. The unicorn filly had once again been through another harassment of two other little fillies. The pegasus laid her emphasis on the word 'they' for a reason of her own. For the two bullies of their class happened to be still in hearing distance.