"Very well." Frangi smiled and looked to her flank. "My name, in the language of the country I may or may not have been born in, means 'Plumeria'. You have probably noticed, but I have a great affinity for plant life and its related magic. My mother was an earth pony herbalist, my father a unicorn of significant skill with nature magic. We used to travel the world, them and I. Every day on the road was an adventure. Some were good, some were bad, some were dangerous..." a hint of a frown played across Frangi's face for a split second before dissolving into her once again blank stare. "I got my cutie mark when I used magic to convince a withered plumeria tree bloom out of season..." Frangi trailed off. She did not want to reveal the hidden meaning behind her cutie mark. She had only done so a handful of times, and the only ponies who had believed her, or at the very least did not avoid her afterwards, were her own parents. "Since then, I have been an herbalist and student of nature like my parents before me." she said instead, quietly. It wasn't a lie at all, really. Just a slight omission.