Out of curiosity, you ask the sanguimancer about the clans you may be related to.

Crux Claret: "Of course. I was able to identify three matches, each appearing several generations old. One of them is the Hoof Clan, which is commonly known for producing travelling merchants, couriers and drivers. Naturally, this is one of the farthest-reaching Earth Pony bloodlines in Equestria, and I wouldn't be surprised to find it in other kingdoms as well.

Another match I believe is the Tree Clan, notably the second largest greater clan after the Field Clan. It includes anything from loggers to arborists, and is the parent to all Earth Pony fruit tree clans such as Apple, Orange, Lemon, and so on.

Last but not least is a match with the Sand Clan, a perhaps lesser-known lineage that is mostly found in southern Equestria. Descendants of this bloodline are responsible for most of the kingdom's brickwork, cobwork, and glassmaking, and count a number of renowned Earth Pony archeologists and historians."

You remark that your cutie marks both fit within these clans.

Honourshine: "I suppose so. And you're saying we both match these three greater clans, and none other?"

Crux Claret: "Yes, though I am hesitant to draw any conclusions concerning your origin; the patterns of your magic signatures suggest that part of them could be altered, obfuscated, or even missing.

Under normal circumstances, a biomagical structure like yours would indicate that you were pure-blooded Earth Ponies with ties to the greater clans alone. Were that the case, we could hypothesize that you were both born from a clan which branched off to a different part of the world sometime before or during the early years of Equestria's foundation."

Honourshine: "That certainly would explain some things..."

Crux Claret: "But again, this is little more than conjecture based on the incomplete information we currently have. If you manage to resolve your magical predicament, then we may be able to review that theory."

You nod, your curiosity somewhat satisfied, and thank Crux Claret for his time.

Crux Claret: "If that is all, then I wish you all the best in the search for your family trees."

After a free snack of fresh spinach and a tall glass of water, you leave the clinic with a few answers yet no fewer questions than before. Your hooves meet the green stone of Canterlot's city streets as you chat among yourselves.

Honourshine: "Well, that was about as enlightening as the flip of a coin."

You grin, and tell your foalhood friend that nothing worth it is ever easy. After all, you ask, would it truly be a mystery if it were but a needle's sting away?

Honourshine: "Perhaps not, but I could have done without."

You all share a chuckle, then Honourshine turns to the younger bat pony.

Honourshine: "Say, you mentioned before that your parents live far away. Do you ever visit each other?"

Moonflower: "Nuh uh. The Crimsonsand Clan lives super, super far away, in a desert somewhere with no trains or carts. Oh! But since I got my dream powers, I got to visit 'em in their dreams! Does that count?"

Honourshine: "I don't see why not. It must be nice."

Moonflower: "Yuh uh! I wanna go visit once my oracle trainin' is done. I told 'em all 'bout what's been goin' on, and they're super happy I finally made some friends. Ooh, maybe next time I'll tell 'em about you, too!"

Honourshine: "... What about me?"

Moonflower: "Heehee... I dunno yet! I guess we gotta go on adventures together first."

You nod in agreement, and on that matter, you ponder whether there is anything else you should do here before leaving for Fillydelphia.