The Sunspire Where You Belong

Mercifully, the wolf who had fallen was not only alive, but conscious. Her ears shot forward to meet his voice - that of a young man, which may or may not make her task easier. If he was uninjured, he would not have to rely entirely on her effort to pull him out.

Of course, Valkyrie was going to help him. She might have ignored the incident if she had been further away, or perhaps if she was in a poor state of health, but she really had no excuse. "Are you injured?" She called down, her tone soft, anxious, as if yodeling might draw unwanted attention. Hopefully, her question would answer his, and they could work together swiftly to undo the situation. "Do you see a way up?" Stepping to the side, she tried to allow a little light to pour into the hole. As far as she could see, there would be no easy way up. The longer she stood there, the more prominent the stench of the hole became. She could only imagine that it was a hundred times worse at the bottom. Perhaps the meat was not so ideal to snack on. Valkyrie stifled a sigh - looks like she would be working for free once again.