She smirked to herself, "It's only the bad ones that get eaten, after all... poor lil' Scoots was unlucky enough to be on that list." Her eyes turned down a hall, three pegasi clearing a path for her as she walked down the other catwalk, industrial cut cloud standing tall around her. The white clouds tended to emit their own light from the electricity running inside them; the entire factory powered itself on a condensed thunder cloud in the core. Lightning strikes were collected and sent out, but it was really erratic. Bet there's gonna be another power outage in my office... She thought, scowling.