11/13/10(Sat)06:13 No. 21184889 >>21184885 --------- "But that's why he went, and Mane came back with us. So we can get to know them, and they can get to know us. He'll learn traditions, just not ours-as Mane will." Raile sighed. "Imagine how she feels, so far from home-Spike'll just be bored; she must have been scared out of her wits. First she gets used to flying, and then I start pulling stunts. She barely gets her hooves back under her before I show her Draconum-which must have been quite a shock-and then you show up, and she remembers, all at once, that not only is she days from home, she's also supposed to be representing her race! At her age, you'd have fainted too!" Mane sneezed. Both Gyre and Raile turned to look at her, and Mane took a step back, smiling sheepishly. "Uh...hi. I, uh, just woke up, and couldn't help but hear you talking..." Raile sighed and nodded. "Yes, and as you've heard, you're doing as would be expected of someone in your position. Relax. None of us are going to hurt you; go back to bed. I'll make you a little something to help you sleep." That said, Raile nuzzled Mane's forehead slightly, before nudging her toward her room. As the filly curled on her bed, Raile returned with a stone mug and a small metal kettle. Pursing her lips, she blew a light stream of flame over the kettle, gave it a second to cool, and filled the stone mug with hot tea, before smiling, taking the kettle, and nosing the door shut. Mane drank her tea, relaxed, and slowly drifted off.