The mare ventured down the ever so well-known hallway to her own bedroom. Her ice cold eyes stared over to the door that would be leading over to Sweetie's bedroom. She closed the door with a gentle exhale that left through her nose. Then she placed her attention on her own bedroom and at her bed there was a grin that formed itself. The darkness of the room was unmatched as all of the curtains that hung before the windows and only a single candle that illuminated the area.