Mokey stopped still when she laid eyes on the rainbow. It was, undoubtedly, the most beautiful thing she'd ever seen. She could see every color where the seven stripes of the arc bled together, and something about that against the blue of the sky and white of the retreating clouds was more beautiful than any rainbow visible against a cavern way. It almost made her cry - and they would have been tears of pure joy, but even that wasn't enough to express how she felt. Finally finding the ability to move again, she slowly made her way to the railed edge of the balcony and raised a hand up toward the sky.

"Why... I didn't know colors could be that bright."