"Did ya say, blood?" the earth pony filly asked with care. To the question could Sweetie only give a nod while one of her forehooves gently made its way over the two little scars in her neck. But in her head she connected the dots up to a ridiculous idea. An idea that could have been a memory that was unspeakable off for her. Without any kind of warning did she rose herself up and closed the book before she took it in her mouth.