Starting From The Bottom

The young woman was still growling and muttering to herself when a voice from above caught her attention. Cirrus looked up, but there was mud sticking to her lashes. One paw raised and swiped at her face, but there was mud on her paw as well so it was useless. Giving her small body a shake, mud went every which way and her fur stood on end. With one eye squinted, the little mud wolf looked upward. "A little help, maybe?"

As Cirrus waited, a bit of mud got in her nose and she sneezed so powerfully that she sat right on her ass in the mud. Not that it mattered since she was so muddy that you couldn't see one square inch of her pretty coat. Another little growl pulled from her and she looked upwards towards the mouth of the pit once more. What was taking this girl so long? She wanted to get out of this hell hold some time this century. "If you can't figure it out yourself, could you go get help?" There had to be a vine or a log or something that could be pushed in the hole to help her out. She'd try anything at this point.

"Cirrus"