A peaceful sigh left the mouth of the ivory unicorn while her eyes opened themselves ever so gentle. Only to be rubbed by a pair of warm and soft forelegs. The white fur made its way  into her eyes with care and removed almost every bit that wasn't supposed to be there. Then they left the eyes in order for the mare to gaze upon the room she was in, it was a room she knew all too well, but wasn't one of her own. No, she had awoken in the room of her sister, or better said: in her sister's bed even. But what truly caught her attention was the mane that was visible on the very top of her eyes. She couldn't remember having it and as her hoof went up there to inspect it before a shocking revelation was made.