Angel Bunny proceeded through the dark cobblestone corridor. It was small, barely enough room for a pony to fit in. He continued to hop to until he was greeted by the sight of small torches on the walls. The sconces were shaped like carrots and were lit by a tiny flame. Angel Bunny held a face of determination but on inside, he felt as if his heart was trying to escape from his body. The sheer anxiety of it all kept him hesitant yet drove him on wards to his goal. The pitter-pat of his paws was the only sound that could be heard in this stony tunnel.
Finally He thought.
Before him was a wall that had a chiseled border along the sides. It was much more smooth compared to the cobblestone along the walls. There seemed to be no way to open the plain wall and it was pretty much a dead end. Angel Bunny pulled out a carrot from his hindquarters and nibbled on it as he thought of how had opened it before. Some time passed before he realized he had eaten the whole carrot and was now eating the greens. He immediately spat them out and hung his head, letting out a sigh. The nervousness was almost overwhelming. It had been so long that he no longer remembered what to expect when that stone wall would open. He swallowed it up and looked back up at the wall, narrowing his eyes, he replaced his anxiety with all the courage he could muster up. After another moment of hesitation he opened his lips.
"Orion" He said as clearly as he could.
For a moment there was nothing, then dirt and dust began to fall from the sides as the door become loose from the walls. The stone wall creaked and sank into the ground slowly, revealing another patch of darkness. Angel gulped and stepped inside. As soon as he had entered several more carrot shaped torches lit up all across the room. The lair itself was empty save for a few pieces or blank paper scattered everywhere. The ceiling was only slightly taller than the hallway. Angel's attention was caught by a wooden chest and a small wardrobe that lay at the end of the room. He sneezed from the dust that had gathered in his little nose and hopped towards the chest.
He blew off the dust on the container and took a moment to look at it. The chest was also 'bunny sized' and was made to be opened by him. It was simple, wooden save for the iron frame and two rings to open it with...there was nothing special about it. It was quite long and only reached up to Angel's belly. Without another moment to waste, he clutched the two rings and lifted but couldn't open it. He tried again harder, still nothing. The chest had stuck shut from being left there for so long. Angel didn't come all this way to go back with empty paws, so with all of the strength he had in his little bunny body he lifted and the top eventually opened with a snap. Before Angel could look he was assaulted with another barrage of dust.
AHHH-CHOOO The force of the sneeze knocked him back a couple feet but he quickly got up. He rubbed his face with his paws and hopped back to the chest.....
It was....shiny...
He gazed at it and a small grin appeared on his face.
Inside the chest was a small silver sword...
Angel took out the sword with his paw and made a few swift swings with it to get used to the feel of it. The blade itself was tempered silver and the guard was bronze. The handle had comfortable cloth grip. It resembled a 18th Century Rapier belonging to a famous sailor. Angel had named the sword 'Sabre' because of its razor sharp blade. After a few hacks, swings and dropping it, he put Sabre aside. His eyes were now focused on the wardrobe. Just like the chest it was plain, and nothing fancy. Opening it would be far more easier as the hinges still managed to stay good. Angel tugged on the handle with his now dirty paw and opened it. His face looked like he had dug up an ancient fossil and was gazing at with awe.
Inside the wardrobe some black and brown robes with some red dotted along the borders. It had a wide open collar that stretched outwards There was a shelf on top of it which held a pair of olive green gloves and spiked black bracers. The shoulders on the robes were spiked as well and the whole getup looked intimidating. The white bunny reached out and took the robes off the hook they were hanging on and tried them on.
Awesome
They fit him perfectly and were more comfortable than he thought. He grabbed the spiky bracers and fastened them to his wrists carefully so as not to hurt himself. Finally the gloves were slipped on his paws and now Angel looked ready for anything. He hopped over to where he put Sabre and picked it up. He ran his paw down the blade and then twirled it into the sheathe that was attached to the back of his robes. Satisfied, Angel hopped on out of the room and the torches immediately went out.
He stomped the ground three times and slowly the stone wall began to rise and seal the hidden room. Angel nodded and proceeded back out of the corridor.
