Flashback ( PDFDrive )

I know.
Silveny had always been an overprotective mother hen. But now
she’d gone full-on mama bear—her anger twisting into something
much darker and colder, until it shaped into a word Sophie had never
heard her use before.
HATE!
I know, Sophie told her. I hate what happened too.
NO! HATE BAD PEOPLE!
Oh, Sophie said, cringing away as Silveny’s thoughts added in lots
of snapping and biting.
BAD PEOPLE! Silveny repeated. HATE! HATE! HATE!
Hey, Sophie said, sending peaceful, calming images: endless starry
skies, perfect for midnight flying. Verdant meadows perfect for
galloping. Glistening streams perfect for splashing—or taking a long,
slow drink. It’s going to be okay.
NOT OKAY! NOT OKAY! NOT OKAY!
Silveny’s mind circled back to the attack, fixating on the moment
Umber’s darker shadows sank in and spread, and it was clear the
furious alicorn somehow understood the significance of that moment.
Tears pricked Sophie’s eyes and she shut down the replay. I’ll make
her pay for that—don’t worry.
WHEN? WHEN? WHEN?
Soon, Fitz jumped in, sending Silveny images of the training Biana
and the others were doing—all imaginary, of course. And Sophie’s
eyes burned again when he imagined her and him joining the others.
SOPHIE . . . FIGHT? Silveny asked.
Yes, Sophie told her. We’re going to make sure they never hurt us again.