After the…interesting start to her journey, Luna decided to look around some more. There were fillies and colts and everything in between running around but there were a few of littlest ones crowded in a corner.
 
It piqued her curiosity, to say the least.
 
She stepped forward gracefully like she was trying to avoid stepping on a tripwire, not wanting to disturb the peace. There she watched the sweetest scene she had ever laid eyes on unfold. An older filly wrapping up a quivering little colt in a blanket…or a quilt in fact.
 
“There there! Come here.”
 
The filly held the little colt in a gentle embrace, speaking in a soothing voice.
 
“I’ll get you warmed up in no time.”
 
From the corner of her eye she spotted the deep blue alicorn watching her, turning to her with a smile that could brighten up anyone’s day.
 
“Oh! Hello there!”
 
Seeing the compassion that the little filly held for the other little ones around her made Lunas cold moonlit heart warm up just like that little colt wrapped in her quilt. She was so starstruck it took her a moment to notice she was being spoken to.
 
“Hm…OH! Oh, hello there young one. What’s your name?”
 
Luna walked forward just as gentle as before, kneeling down to her level.
 
“I see the blanket drive and your cutie mark, I too find my talent lies in aiding dreamers.”
 
The filly’s eyes widened once she realized who this was.
 
“Queen Luna! It’s an honor to meet you! I’m Slumber Party.”
 
She bowed her head slightly, but didn’t waste too much time with formalities before she got back to tending to the foal in her arms.
 
“And yes! I try my best to help the little ones feel comfy and sleep well. Blankets, herbal teas, lullabies, anything else they need. I made blankets for everyone recently and I’m selling some of the extras to help the orphanage. If you want one you get first pick!”
 
She gestured towards the basket of blankets.
 
Luna chimed in immediately.
 
“No no, I couldn’t take blankets from the needy. We have plenty in the castle-”
 
She stopped talking for a second to think about everything Slumber had told her, so she sat down and started absentmindedly shifting through the quilts.
 
“Do they appreciate it here? At the castle I hang up lavender plants all over, every night, but it took quite a while for ponies to notice.”
 
The Princess of the Night let out a motherly yet somber chuckle, almost as if pondering her own youthful days. Then starting a back and forth with Slumber that seemed to go on for a while, talking all about the ins and outs of sleep.
 
Trading tips and tricks of the trade.
 
There were more foals for her to see though.