Nocturne Summit should they catch us and dispatch us.

She grunted and groaned as she attempted to squirm her way out of the tight squeeze. Somehow, Wildfire only managed to get herself more stuck. The pup huffed, falling still. Only her eyes moved, lifting when her aunt suddenly arrived and gazed down at her predicament.

"I'm okay," she assured, "just stuck." She tried to wriggle, only to exemplify how little wiggle room she actually had. "Can you pull me out?" she requested in a slightly breathless voice. Her lungs were being compressed a bit, after all. "Maybe by the scruff...?"