Kintla Flatlands and never thought you'd wind up chasing me

now u get phone post

A muffled voice responded timely; his ears cupped forward to catch the majority of it. She claimed she wasn't stuck, but he wasn't so sure of that. It looked as though the ground had promptly tried to suck her in, only to choke on her queenly features. A less than gentlemanly moment allowed him to trace over what he could see of her, but it was left at that.

"If you're looking for her kits, I hate to tell you that they gave you the slip a few moments ago," came his reply. He drew himself closer to where she was, but moved on past. Perhaps they had slipped out another exit than the one she was presently plugging.