The sun was setting off in the horizon as the birds sung their last shrill melody of the night before retiring to the safety of their nests, the bees buzzing near flowers began to die down as the sun dropped and the gentle splashing of fish in the river began to cease as the night encouraged bountiful rest. Fluttershy sat outside her small cottage admiring the beautiful scene created for her by the beautiful mixing of night and say, she was tired that night and was about to prepare for bed when something began to make her nose twitch...