It still did not move. It did not matter. It did not bother her.

... Well. It did a little. Slowly she hobbled forth and decided to touch the tiny pebbled lodged between the two boulders instead, exhaling as she shut her eyes again to focus on dislodging the rock.

(shitposting from here on out i'm sorry it's like 12am)

It had worked - the stone came loose and with a half-contented sigh the owl nodded. She turned to regard it, perhaps considerately for a moment.

She paused and she concentrated once more. She needed more ways of moving things, now.

Before her eyes, the pebble lifted in front of her. She nodded slightly and allowed it to drop, half-content once more.

She stepped away now from the stone and looked around. She was done here.

With a singular nod, to no one in particular, the owl began to fly off, leaving the rock in the middle of the tunnel for someone to trip over.

[exit]