Northstar Vale bastará solo con verte

Genie just laughed softly. Truth to be told, she didn't have many friends. There were a number of reasons for it, varying from her shyness to her cynical attitude to her sexuality. Honestly, the chocolate yearling didn't care - not anymore, at least. She'd learnt that those who disliked her could do as they wished to do; those who really mattered would stick around and those were the people she'd be crazy to leave.

"What about you?" she asked instead, her tone teasing. She wished to turn the topic away from herself, if only because it looked as if she was vain or something. It was strange; her mind worked in weird ways.