Emberwood retracing his steps over and over

The girl continued wriggling and writhing, doing all she can to shove her muzzle deeper and even using her paws to try and dig away some of the dirt... but something in her heart (likely the pessimist) already knew this was a lost cause. To say she couldn't smell the rabbit anymore was impossible, as this was a rabbit's burrow, so of course you'd smell the creatures when you put your nose in it— but she couldn't feel its heat or heart its little paws anymore, leading her to believe she was now just an empty-bellied idiot with her nose in a hole.

Nothing but the taste of defeat settled on her tongue, causing her to pout (though this much was clearly unseen) and for her hindquarters to droop a bit. Welp, guess she'd just have to get up, go back to a hiding place, and wait for another—

"It won't lead to wonderland if that's what you're wondering."

The sudden sound of a voice behind her caused panic to surge in her heart, reflexively forcing a muffled curse from her mouth and her body to jerk in an attempt to get up, get away, and turn around so as to face this sudden stranger... but she was still lodged in a hole, so that didn't exactly happen. Instead, her rear leaped into the air, legs scrabbling wildly to find some foothold to pull herself with, and her body tilted forward a little like it might pitch over completely. However, due to her wildly moving back legs, her rear was pulled back down as quickly as it moved up, and once she started to just feel more embarrassed than panicked, she was able to think more calmly, relax, and successfully pull her muzzle from the hole, kind of like a chinese finger trap.

Oh god, someone was there. Somone was staring at her a watching her be an idiot. Someone had seen ALL of that. Uuuuugghh, whyyy? Why can't people walk up on her when she's doing cool shit, like catching five rabbits at once, or diving fearlessly off a rock into a lake? 'Uh, maybe because you never do anything cool,' the ever-helpful voice in her head snarkily pointed out.

'Shut up.'

Now free from her self-made prison and adorning caked dirt on her muzzle as proof, she quickly and not at all nervously spun to face the wiseguy, feeling both the need to awkwardly laugh it off like it was all in good jest and bite his face for joking about it, and was confused on which approach to take. However, now that she saw him, the first thing she noticed was his deadpan expression, which was a bit unsettling and cleared all notion of a defensive approach right from her head. Then...

Oh. Oh great. He was attractive. Yes, of COURSE he was attractive! Her face and ears flushed, though if that was even slightly noticeable beneath her pelt, it likely just seemed like an accessory to the "hahaha wtf am I doing" look on her face.

'Say something you dunce, quick!' Right, yes. What... what was it he said again? Something about going to wonderland, right.

"Oh, no no, I was- ah... I was looking for, ah, food land...."

She made a scrunched expression like that comment was a thorn she'd just pricked herself with.

"Yeah."

Well, no going back now. Great job brain, nice work. He totally thinks you're smart and knew what you were doing.