Rarity had spent a good ten minutes in the air before the brittle connection of her bones played up once again. A pain that stood equal to being burned into the sun was more than enough to force her to land again. When her hooves touched the ground again, the wings were curled up around her body. The nightgown was created and she just left the bedroom as a whole. In all the months she had been a vampony, the bones that connected the wings had never grown any stronger for her. Meaning she was unable to maintain long flights. It just wasn't her anatomy and it never would be unless something ridiculous would happen to her like a surgery.