She took a drink from her canteen, then shook it, and listening to the remaining water slosh around the large empty space. Rarity tried her best not to drink so much throughout the day, but couldn't stand the feeling of her dry, itchy throat and pasty tongue begging for refreshment. 'I'll need to find a way to filter more water tomorrow.' she thought, before taking one last sip to satisfy her thirst for the night. 