Daring Do stood at the entrance to the central temple chamber. At last she was face to face with the legendary Sapphire Statue. She put a hoof up to take a step then paused looking at the ground. She backed up, there must be some trap. She looked over at the walls with the peculiar circles that just said to her arrows. She glanced around again; she saw the pebble beside her and kicked it onto the tiled floor. It landed on a tile with a picture of an eagle. The tile lowered and arrows shot across the room. She looked at them stuck against the wall. They were in the exact shape of a pony!
“Hmm.” Daring wondered staring at the tiled floor. “There must be a pattern here, what do all these animals have in commen?” She looked at them again, each tile had an animal printed on it. “Aha! These animals are all predators! Except…Rats!” very carefully she put a hoof on the rat tile. Daring squeezed her eyes shut in fear. “Phew!” she said as no certain death traps came. She hopped from rat to rat. Finally on the other side Daring stared at the blue stone. She took off her safari hat in honor. Stared at and moved around. Nothing seemed to be happening. She waved a hoof above it. She wiped sweat off her forehead and rubbed her hooves together in anticipation licking her lips. Suddenly she stopped. It was too easy, whoever made the temple was stupid. She grabbed the statue with her mouth and put in her hat for safe keeping. She was about to walk again when she heard a curious noise, she raised her eyebrow and looked back at where the statue used to stand. A little peg was rising out of the statue holder. That peg only meant certain death. The ceiling began to crumble and the ground shook, the walls were shifting, the whole temple was going to self-destruct! Daring was about to run back when the floor crumbled to reveal lava. She back up the steps to where the Sapphire Stone used to stand. Pillars fell over on one another, Daring Do was now surrounded by lava, her hooves barely outside of it. Finally she looked up at the hole in the ceiling. That was her escape. She leapt on the fallen pillars, higher and higher as she, slowly but surely, made it to the top. Unable to leap high enough, Daring spread both her wings and jumped and flapped. Daring Do’s arms barely reached the edge of the hole in the ceiling and she struggled to get over the edge. The heat of the sun hammered down on her and she felt the heat of the lava rise, with all the heat and the sweat Daring slipped down to the lava below.