Of course, she didn’t have to be too worried about breaking things. It looked like Flurry Heart had already started on that. There were tears in the tapestries, every drawer had been dumped and much of the upholstery had been shredded. The Alicorn had done an efficient job, destroying one priceless valuable with another. As Lucky shut the door quietly behind her, she disturbed a snow of white feathers, no doubt torn from mattresses and pillows whose carcasses were too numerous to name.