Trixie came to a slow standstill and she turned herself around to the pegasus mare. A mare who gulped deep for she had a big mouth indeed, but was more bark than bite. "Trixie, goes in and out of this town, whenever she wants it! And you, shall hold your mouth against Trixie, or Trixie shall teach this peasant of a pegasus a lesson! A lesson not to be forgotten soon." Below the hat was the horn of the unicorn already charging itself again in order to release the powerful and possibly devastating blast of magic.