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Darcy instantly gets huffy and annoyed. Does what he's best at. Not thinking and reacting with brute strength. 

"BLOODY HELLS" Darcy roars out of pain, he pulls his hoof from the awkward nook but wasn't able to balance himself fast enough. He falls between two rocks with a lot of sharp edges, lightly piercing his shoulders and chest. Not light enough that they drew blood. 

"THE SKIES ARE TESTING ME" Darcy belows with more frustration. Anger forcing him to thrash without realising he's hurting and cutting himself even more now. 

Again, brute strength saves the day. Yet. His back hoof now gets stuck in a small ditch. 

"ARE YOU KIDDING ME??" His throaty yell continues to echo into the caverns. He was going to thrash, yet again, until the sharp pain of his back leg traveled to his spine. 

"huh? I don't remember being hurt there before??" Or is he?

She calms down. Confused and frustrated with her hazy mind. She focuses on her breathing to cool down. And as though by fate, her hoof gracefully unhooked itself from where it was stuck from. All it took was a gentle tilt of her ankle.