The winged unicorn just rose her head back up before both her eyebrows rose up. The curling in her mane fell before her right eye as she turned herself around to face the opening of the door. With a hoof it was removed from it and she quickly gathered her mind on the matter even deeper. Yet then came the shock of realization which went through her. But instead of flying over, she galloped as well. There was only one hope in her mind and that was the hope that she wasn't too late for anything she would do.