_{“Right… Leave it up to a bunch of largies to get themselves locked up…”}

The tiny griffon fluttered over to a rack of keys next to the guard mare who, conveniently enough, had fallen asleep.

_{“I’ll take that, I will…!”}

With a bit of a snicker, he lifts it with an effort, trying to stay quiet. He was caught a bit off guard, however, as the sudden weight of the key slipping off of the hook pulled him downward towards the ground, landing with a clink of metal. The guard mare, stirring in her sleep, awakens to look around.

Quickly as a mouse, he pulled the key, as well as himself under the table near one of the legs.

She hadn’t seen a thing… Was going to be a bit harder going, though, with her walking around now…

Taking out his tiny sharpened tack, he peeks around the edge, looking towards the door.

_{“Thumbtack to the rescue again, I s’pose…”}