Sunspire Mountains Round Peg, Square Hole (Joining Thread)

The few fruitless moments of clawing at the ground ahead of him served no good; all Itheril could do was look sheepishly up at the female as she returned, muttering in disbelief at his state of affairs. He was, in a sense, right back where he'd started, though at least now it was his better half sticking out at the world at large. On the negative side, he was down one rabbit. Little bastard.

"Uh, yeaaah....so I'm Itheril...it's, um, a pleasure to meet you, miss." he stuttered after an awkward few moments of silence, offering a forced grin. The creature before him was quite similar in colour to him, he realized, though he fur was rather unkempt...though, he realized, that could simply be from her rather 'forceful' assistance in helping him through. Tussled fur or not, though, she was rather attractive, Itheril thought to himself, suddenly getting self-conscious. This whole situation was one thing when he couldn't see her; now, it felt so much more embarrassing.

"So, ah...little help here?"