It was only when she was rubbing the leg over the rest of her face, that Trixie realized that she had been laying in the mud on the road which was created by the rain. The mare yelped in silence before she lowered her leg again and left her coat as it was. With all the power she had in her body was the horn charged up. Yet she continued to stare down the empty street. Her soaked hat and cloak fixed their way over her body again to give her at least some form of protection.