After an exausting and relatively uneventful day, the yellow mare returns to her house in the late afternoon. But she seems bothered by something.

She just wants to be alone and think, but at the same time console her problems and convince herself that the absence of her best friend's return today was not her fault.
Will her friend return tomorrow? And will Angel be able to console her mistress and her problems?

Its hard to see too far in the looking glass, but only time will truely tell what will and will not come to pass.