The Sentinels houstan, we have a problem.

Lucifer's narrowed gleaming eyes watching the wolf as she shot the word at him. He could tell she was proud. So proud as not to accept help willingly. Well fine. He hadn't offered it. He leaned back lazily on his haunches and tried to see if she was making progress with getting unstuck.

"Surprising." His word dripped with sarcasm, and with a little grin, he stood up once more. Standing right in front of her, Lucifer's harsh gaze bore down at her digging figure. He made sure to stay out of her paws reach as he tipped his head to the side. "I could get thou out with but little effort." His voice gained a kinder tone, for he somewhat admired her stubbornness. His subtle voice hinted at a suggestion as he gestured to her struggling form. "One need only ask."