Waking up the young filly immediately reached over to the kitchen counter to grab herself a quick breakfast, taking a small bun shaped cake and two cheese, lettuce, and tomato sandwiches.
Finishing off her breakfast she let out a loud yawn, arching her back and stretching out her legs.
Taking a quick tort around to double check that she hadn’t missed anything yesterday, and finding nothing, Radiant approached the small exit she had come through, looking back expectantly, as if the small room might disappear as she left.
The first thing she noticed upon leaving the place was brisk cold air of the cave, the second, more warming, being the melodious tune of the cave, no less beautiful or stultifying than it had been before.
Taking a right she trotted her way down to the end of the promenade, hoping to find another door or two, or anything else she might be able to use, knowing that her little safe haven could only keep her fed for so long.
Reaching the end she found that the banister and the wooden trotway itself simply swung around to meet the cave wall, and peering over the edge she found the drop just as uninterrupted and steep as she had anywhere else.
Trotting over to the rightmost end she similarly found another steep drop. Although it didn’t fully sink in quite yet, she knew that she’d have to find some way down then, it was her only option asides from simply remaining in her snuggly little cafe until she inevitably ran out of food and water.
Returning back to the cafe with nothing else to do the young filly decided to try and make herself some c-o-f-f-e-e, if for no other reason than to see if it would taste as bad when it was properly prepared.
Taking a few good spoonfuls of the stuff and a heaping of sugar she tossed both into a pot with about five or so cups full of water, brewing the whole thing over the stove for a good few minutes.
Finishing off she gave it another minute to cool down before using her magic to levitate the liquid directly from the pot into a large cup for herself.
Taking a sip she found it pleasantly sweet, although she struggled to place the flavour of the thing itself. Although she hadn’t drank anything other than water in the past two days, and could remember drinking anything before then, she somehow knew that she hadn’t had anything quite like this.
Allowing her cup to cool a little more before finishing the drink Radiant had another quick snack.
Then suddenly finding herself quite neurotic and buzzing with energy the young filly desperately trod around the cafe looking for anything to do.
Finding nothing, having explored the entirety of her prison just yesterday she began to amuse herself with what little she had, using some of the tables and food sacks to build herself a fortress, and taking any kitchen implement she could find as a kind mock weapon to defend her new castle.
Having bored of that she left the cafe behind, skipping her way up and down the promenade to once again check if she missed anything. Checking every nook and cranny several times over she found nothing other than a shiny rocks of varying sizes, one of which, being a little prettier and more well formed than the others she took with her for safe keeping.
Peeking back around the entrance that lead into the cavern and cascade of rocks she had woken up beside she found herself too anxious to take even a step inside, so she returned back to her cozy little home, having re-explored much of her little world.
With nothing else to do Radiant simply sat around and played idly, bringing a few sandwiches, some fruit, and cake out to eat by the sweet music of the singing spires when she became hungry.
She continued like this for the rest of the night, until growing tired she searched around the cafe for something she could make a better bed out of. Finding one of the old wooden crates where most of the cafe’s food was being stored she dragged it out, bringing it behind the counter to where she had slept last night.
Gathering together all the pillows she could find she lay half inside the crate itself, putting the rest directly around it before the little filly crawled inside, curling up into an adorable fluffy and falling into a comfortably warm sleep.
The following day she woke up and repeated virtually the whole process over again, coffee and all, finding that the increasingly enticing substance definitely had some great effect on her.
Then crawling back into her crate, throwing a think cloth she had taken from one tables over it to enclose herself nice and comfy inside, falling to sleep again on the third night, with plans to finally continue her journey, hopefully out from the cave tomorrow.