as she sits in a garden, she looks over to a pot with a small sunflower growing. She thinks for a moment before holding her hooves out to it, her horn glowing. She struggles as her arms shake, slowly sweating. She stops, wiping her face before looking over the sunflower, slightly grown larger and gasps

Craftycorn: oh my goodness, it works! Oh it works! I can really grow plants!

she claps her hooves before opening her wings and flys up, leaving a rainbow trail. She eventually lands by dogday who’s relaxing by the water

Craftycorn: dogday, dogday, I have wonderful news!