Wapun Meadow I know more than I knew before

she tugs again, sharply, and a yelp escapes her as she falls against the collar, which cuts sharply into her neck. scrambling, she regains her paws, neck smarting, in time to notice the approach of a stranger. she stops abruptly, tail wagging her friendliness despite the relative stress of being stuck here. 

"It's, um, a collar. I think." that's what the others had told her, at least. she brightens, somewhat, as she realizes the stranger could be a help here. "this bit, the longer part, comes off. I just can't get it—can you help?" a smile punctuates her sentence as she places a paw against the lead, expression hopeful.