"You're not a little filly anymore, you have your Cutie mark now, which means  learning to take care of things on your own, like a responsible mare would. You just need to retrace your hoofsteps; I'm sure you'll find it." Rarity said primly with a hint of finality, then taking a bite of her eggs. 'Perfection as always Rarity!' her internal reverie was cut short as her younger sister spoke again, this time, with a little more volume than necessary.