It wasn’t his fault she was in a bad mood.  This had been a stressful week.  It wasn’t every day you get a surprise visitor from another planet, let alone one hell-bent on dying in your hooves.  She had exhausted herself fretting over that silly thing.  She and Luna rarely stopped working at it, trying every viable spell and medical procedure known to ponydom.  Each try was a gamble, sometimes they helped, other times they almost killed it.  The medical procedures were nearly hopeless given they were created with ponies in mind, not aliens.  It was utterly grueling.  No matter how hard they tried, no matter how strong their spells, the beast refused to wake.  Even the combined powers of the sun, the moon, AND the Elements of Harmony had been effectively useless.  She was out of ideas.  She had never really felt helpless before, and she didn’t like it at all.  