                "Yea! Thy bloodlust is impressive for 8 o'clock on this morn! Let us sate it upon something more substantial, like Our breakfast of cheese toasties in Our apartment." She gestured  at the door to her room. "If thou wouldst kindly collect thy kin, we shall feast upon this cheesy goodness and be on our merry way!" she declared, lifting a forehoof into the air as if ordering a charge to the death. "T'is a most perilous journey to Our dining table, but We have some measure of faith in thee. Do not disappoint Us," she added, before disappearing through the door.