step lightly

"I'm pretty sure I'm not a rat!" Sio sputtered, her ears saddling in disappointment. She sure felt ugly and small like one, though. Especially trapped in all these thorns. A rat snared in a very, very clever trap - or maybe she just wasn't a clever rat. Some kind of lithe, orange shape moved through the treacherous thorns towards her. "Hello! Here I am, not a rat! I think!" she said, sounding exactly as pathetic and helpless as she sounded. "I'm Siobhan," she added. Teamwork would be a bit easier if they could at least get on a first name basis. "And I'm not sure... I thought I'd only wandered in a short ways, but now it feels impossible to get out. I must have gotten turned around at some point."