Porcupine Ridge i'm here to pick up a fossil.

Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on how you looked at it), Rosalyn wasn't completely alone in her troubles.  She eyed the strange wolf's approach warily, highly offended both by the way she so effortlessly made the descent and how she seemed to take pleasure in her predicament.  Understandable as the second was, it wasn't so much fun on the receiving end.

"Would you, then?" She drew the words out wryly, ears tipping back with annoyance as she gritted her teeth against the pain.  Against her better judgement, she knew her tone was tight with it.  "Maybe you can show me.  Get me up and I'll even push."