Rarity was roused from her sleep, and felt a weight pressing down on her flank. The weight shifted and put uneven pressure against her covered derriere. Little by little she woke from her slumber, and swiped her tail across her rump to ward off whatever insect was gnawing at her. But the pressure grew agitated and let out fierce, gargling little growls. Rarity swiped her tail again to drive off the persistent pest, only to be shocked awake by a sharp pain in her tail. Rarity tore off her red furred cowl, as she jumped to all fours from the intense pain on her tail end. 