"Trixie..." Rarity muttered in herself. She remembered the events from a distant past like they had happened only the day before. An event that the unicorn despised with all of her heart and mind. An event that was engraved within her mind forever more. And to make matters only worse had the everlasting thirst risen up once more. She had tried to fight it off by taking a couple glasses of red wine during the interview though. But that only seemed to have helped for a little bit of time. The lust for blood was within her once more and it needed to be stilled. If the cards would be playing themselves correctly was the mare who happened to be responsible for the deeds of the events, would be residing within that very same wagon. Which meant that she had a prey right before her.