"It is," Cozy confirms with a proud nod. "Do you want to hear it? Golly, what am I saying? Of course you do." Cozy takes a deep breath and closes her eyes, letting her mind go back to those days. "It happened when I was eight years old. See, there was this unicorn filly named High Light who was the daughter of the mayor. She was the popular, rich girl of our town. You know, the type every school seems to have? Well, anyway, she used to brag about how she was going to go to Celestia's School for Gifted Unicorns and how she'd come back and make the town less of a dump with the magic she learned there."