She telekinetically yanked the matching sandals out from underneath her bed. As Mailedhoof plonked himself down in Lily’s chair, dropping his helmet on her desk, she quickly slipped everything on. She’d already removed her armor earlier, so a few telekinetic manipulations and a quick flick of her mane had her all set. The only thing she hadn't taken off was her Silver Ram, but it went with the outfit. And besides, she was going to wear it to the Gala. 