8/10

Rarity had finally realized her mistake of drinking the wrong potion that Mistmane had planned it to be drunk the second time, but thus it seemed to have gone wrong… right? But she looked at her now old, frail and wrinkly senile body with shock and realization as she felt a lot weaker, but still she could walk but quite slower now, due to her shaky and thinner legs, knee-caps and bumps showing which almost looked boney to the feel. Her mane and tail were now quite dry and shaggy, now an elderly lavender instead of the violet of youth that was sucked away from the effects, as her body was of course less vibrant and saggy, especially in the flank. But… there was a silver lining to this predicament, as she began to think of something… She felt a lot more wiser… more thoughts about the perks of being old…like a noble old mare.