I looked down at the patch of the new terrain's dirt, and I held my paws there. I could feel my claws sharpen, and I went for it: I began digging.

With each powerful slash of my claws on the dirt, and with each pull up of my paw, mounds of dirt came flying up behind me. I didn't care if I got dirty, I was too focused on my mission.

When I got far enough, I noticed a small wooden box in my hole. Did I find something? Is the lever inside? I questioned myself.

I grabbed the box with my fangs, and I lifted it up onto the surface. I felt like the power I had when I lifted the box up, was like I was throwing it.

Once I heard the box hit the grass, I lifted myself up with the flap of my wings.

With only a few flaps of flying, I was already on the surface, and my paws were already touching the ground.

I looked at the box with all seriousness, and I realized: 'This must be the lever, there can't be any other hiding place... This made too much sense.' I thought to myself. I also realized that the others had been looking for the lever this whole time, without figuring out that I basically already had it... I felt bad...

I called out to my chosen family, and I could hear them all scramble towards me, rather it be through trotting or flying.

Once they all reached me, they looked at the box and were confused. They were just like me, they were trying to figure out why the lever had been in such a small box, and how that didn't make any sense at first...

"This has to be it." I stated, more to myself than the others. Echo nodded, and looked carefully at the box.

"Your right, this is it." Echo stated.