It was a thick and heavy broth, full of beans, and with a sweet taste accompanied by a hint of hay. She wasn’t really sure what it was. ‘Some kind of batpony Moon-spice,’ she supposed. The soup tasted good, but it was still a bit too hot, so after panting a bit to take the heat off her tongue, Lily released the ladle back into the pot and lowered her bowl down to the floor to let it cool off for a moment.