He drank the potion making a face the pain bearable. He flinched as the foal moved further down his canal causing more blood to trickle down his legs. "I'm from the cliff climbers herd." He said it slightly bitterly. He reached back and stroked his flank. As he was adjusting his position do he was more confortable he felt a very sharp pain and a sudden pop. He looked back to see hind legs of the foal sticking out. He looked shocked his grip back on Darnell. As the snap pain in his rump returned. It was burning.