>>335171>>335178>>335179>>335180You take in the grand view of the Boulder Snakes massive chamber, watching some snakes across the room head left to chip away at a wall. You can hear them clinking away against the hard chamber walls.
"Well… where to, Raisin?" Applebloom stands by your side. "We're right behind ya'."
Taking a look either way, you decide that your best bet is to head right. Since the snakes don't appear to be heading that way across the chamber, it looks like the safest option.
"We're going to go right… Dig Dogs, I'll need you to tell me when you think we're at a point where the ceiling is thinnest."
The dog that's been taking measurements gives you an affirmative nod.
"What'll happen if the snakes catch us, though?" Sweetie Belle gulps.
"…They won't. Let's just keep quiet and move carefully…"
Scootaloo sighs. "We're all gonna die." The group follows your lead up to the split in the path.
>>335192>>335193>>335195>To Roll>>335196>>335204>Not To RollPeeking your head out around the corner, you check both ways to ensure the coast is clear. Oddly enough, either direction seems to be free of any Boulder Snakes. Noticing that your hooves have been making a bit of noise, you get a sudden idea. You curl your stony body up into a ball as tight as you possibly can.
"What are ya doin?" Applebloom watches as you squeeze your legs together.
With a sturdy lean forward, your ball like shape starts to slowly roll forward. It's not as loud or as distinctive as a set of stony hooves trotting into the noisy chamber, but it still makes a little noise.
After about 4 rolls, your head starts to feel spinny. You carefully uncurl your body on the path, your eyes still spinning a little.
"Whooaa…" You can feel your eyes spinning around in your head.
"I didn't know you could do that!" You hear Scootaloo whisper shout just a little ways behind.
"Raisin! Get down! They'll see you!" Sweetie Belle whisper shouts over to you. Applebloom, Scootaloo, and Sweetie Belle have crouched down behind some coverage with the Diamond Dogs, all of them standing in awkward positions to vaguely mimic the shape of their cover.