After such a pleasent time with her mother and father little Trance was tuckered out by the months end, and poor Vanilla having to enjoy her daughter’s burst of energy with her Night Foal tuck in her belly. So after one last week of playing games with her father in the arcade down stairs running though snow drifts and making them pop with a air rune with her friends school started to loom. Yet the filly and mother cared not for what day came next as Vanilla snoozed restfully with her little Trance with her draping a wing on her sibling.