Th-That's her old cape...! But, we all got our Cutie Marks... Scootaloo looked down at her flank, seeing a faint image of her old Mark; a purple lightning bolt struck down two small wings, her ability to fly despite having smaller wings than most other pegasi. Heh... my talent is just flying... so normal compared to everypony else, like Sweetie Belle and her singing, or Apple Bloom and the magic she works with a hammer and nails... I've just got flying. She smiled softly before turning back to the bedroom, staring at her friend. "Princess Celestia, huh... well, it's worth a shot. Maybe she can help?"