"Shh. Don't want to wake up my sister," the unicorn filly whispered almost with no sound in one of the ears of the pegasus. Scootaloo rose her head up in an odd manner before the ears perked up from a sound. A sound that was the snoring of the unicorn had entered her ears and her eyes grew small. She understood just what she had done. In the den of the lion they were with the only exit being the door to the hallway.