Rainbow Dash stretched her wings and silently yawned. It was entirely too early to be awake, a fact made clear to her by the lack of sunlight and the dying crackles of the fire. Still, in the absence of the fire, a welcoming warmth encompassed her, and as she patted around in the darkness, she found herself draped in a thick blanket, which she tightened around herself, resting her head on something soft and warm. Mmm, Applejack, she thought, as her mind started to drift off into a deep slumber once more.
Her attempted return to sleep was short lived, however, as her face was immediately pelted repeatedly with a thin, furry object. Grasping consciousness again, Rainbow noticed that her pillow was not Applejack, but rather Winona, whose tail was the offending object. Shortly after this realization, a slobbery tongue covered every inch of Rainbow's face, leaving thick trails of drool dribbling down onto the floor.