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It was cold in the Everfree Forest. Even sitting in a clearing, where the sun's rays could easily reach her, all she felt was that bitter coldness. Her left wing lay uselessly dangling off her side. Since the revelation, both her wings had felt alien. Rainbow tried again and again to fold her right wing, but she could not get it in a position which didn't leave her side feeling exposed and uncomfortable. She let out an exasperated gasp. A small breeze was felt as the wind blew between the leaves of the trees. Rainbow watched them, swaying with the air. A few leaves broke loose and tumbled down in front of her. She examined them for a while.

"Crystal! Crystal Skye!" called a pink pony through the crowd. "Huh? Pinkie Pie?" replied Crystal, looking around for the source of the voice. With so many ponies in Ponyville's marketplace at this time, Crystal found it difficult. "Over here!" squealed Pinkie, bouncing up and down while waving a hoof around. "Oh. How are you doing?" Crystal said tiredly as she made her way toward Pinkie. Pinkie Pie looked at Crystal for a moment as they met. Crystal appeared to be carrying quite a load of paint and brushes in her saddlebag. Pinkie however, seemed to think that the blue pony wasn't happy. "The question should be," Pinkie began, "how are Y