The whole class watched as the colt crawled out of the desk towards the encouraging sound of Rainbow's voice. The two adults guided him, step by inching step, into Rainbow's forelegs, where he pressed himself to her soaked coat. He kept his eyes squeezed shut and curled into a twitching lump of fur and mane and clamped-down wings at the next fantastic crash of thunder, but he didn't dive back under the desk like before.