Sleeping Dragon deyon ai raun maun

What a predicament. And to have her heda abandon her! But she did not, it had been a trick that Seregryn remained oblivious to. The question that rained down upon her was met with a hanging jaw at first; mouth agape, eyes wide, she shook her head with an incredulous stare — I don't know! I can't! 

She had already tried to climb out, but that had sullied the fur of her chest and left her back sore from falling repeatedly. Still, Seregryn raised up so that she was on her hinds again, and then while standing human-like in the pit, worried at the nearest wall. The dirt collected at her paws until she lost balance again, and came teetering back down with a huff.

There is no way! she moaned piteously in their native tongue, and sank to the floor of the trench.