Lion Head Mesa [mp] no weenies allowed!

Ah, another fellahin! I am new, indeed. My name is Inji, I'm the new fellahin, she hoped she was pronouncing that right. She gives a cordial dip of her head, her ears panning out to the sides. I guess that makes us co-workers, huh? I know! What a way to meet you!
Introductions now swiftly out of the way, the windswept girl paces back and forth, circling the thorn bush in desperate hopes of figuring out how to free her. I-I sure can try...
Once, twice, she tries to reach in a paw, but quickly snaps it away when she gets prodded. Oh, man, this isn't good, her lower lip juts out in a defeated frown as she shrinks herself down, falling into a sit just beside the coyote girl's face. w-who can I call for help? The Queen? I-I don't really, um, know anybody yet.