        Trixie shrugged.  “They’re brighter than the tree.  Kind of a reddish-brown.  They really stand out.”  She frowned, seeing the look of bewilderment on Twilight’s face.  “They stand out from the weave?”  Suddenly, she smiled, a familiar spark glinting in her light lavender eyes.  “I never thought—Twilight, you don’t have any earth ponies in your bloodline, do you?”