Apple Bloom trotted up to the top of the ramp, squinting her eyes as the sunlight shot in through the canopy of leaves over her head in thick, yellow beams. One hit her right in the eye, forcing her to close it as she turned to the door and took hold of the knob, pulled down and opened it up. Her head poked in as she looked around, lowered so she didn't hit her head on the shrinking door frame thanks to her height, expecting an orange mare to be hiding somewhere inside, and she walked in with a confident smile. "Alright, Scootaloo, you can come out n' surprise me now!"