Yicro's eyes widened as a huge wall of rocks fell behind her, blocking out her only exit. "Oh no..." she whispered, zipping up to the wreckage. "No, no, no!" The Serraptor began to dig wildly, scooping out piles of rocks, but it wasn't enough to break through. "How am I going to get out...?" she said in dismay. The dragon-creature slumped against a cave wall. It was brighter than she thought it would be; the crystals somehow produced their own light. Even the one in her pack was glowing through the fabric. "Well," she mused, looking around, "this is beautiful. Maybe I should explore a bit; I might find another exit somewhere!" With that, she picked herself up and padded into the dark cave. Suddenly, something under her foot snapped. "What the...?" Yicro said, picking up what she'd stepped on. It was a long stick, forked at the end, that was broken in half slightly; however, a small strip of bark was holding the two pieces of stick together, causing a bend in the stick. "I could use this," she murmured, twisting the stick so that the two pieces separated. Digging into her pack, she pulled out a loose piece of string that had somehow found its way in there. She put the two pieces of stick together, and tied them with the string so that they were secure. Breaking off another crystal, she set it gently into the fork of the stick; it fit perfectly. "I shouldn't make a habit of breaking these things off," she sighed. Now that she had a light source, Yicro walked slowly into the darkness of the cave.
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