Sun Mote Copse came whiffling through the tulgey wood

Her hind legs twitched and bent as she attempted an escape, pulling but ultimately not going anywhere. She knew she wasn't gonna die here or anything, but she also knew that for her to be freed she needed some help. That meant someone actually seeing her so pathetically stuck, and she really didn't want that. As the daughter of Colt and Niamh, she felt the unwavering pressure to be cooool...

Her darkest fears came true, but it took her a minute to figure out who had found her in such a pickle. Sugar? Is that you? She questioned. She hadn't talked much, if at all, to the small girl and she hated making a bad impression like this. It didn't help that another voice had joined them, one she recognized to be Figment. He had been there with her at the Frosthawks, making him one of the few remnants of her childhood she had had with her during her time in their sister pack. fuck... She breathed, her legs now still as she had given up the fight for her freedom.

Yeah it's me alright - how y'all doing? She asked casually, playing the part of the burning bush in this theater piece.