Much to her own surprise was the door unlocked and thus left open for anyone to enter. Rarity pushed the door open just wide enough so that she could slip through the gap in silence. She then would have let her eyes fall over the interior. Though when the door opened, it also allowed a breeze of cold, evening wind to rush into the wagon. The wind caused the body within the bed stir a little bit as it traveled over the blanket and a small, feminine sounding moan did its turn through the wooden cart. The ivory coated unicorn stopped dead in her tracks on the very moment the sound came to her ears. Her eyes only glared over to the bed and she hoped that her prey wouldn't be waking up.