rumbe, bumble, toil and trouble!

"Aider! Ma patte est coincée dans ce trou !" She yelled in French, already aware that most of the wolves in this land did not speak it. She yipped and tried to tug her paw free, succeeding in a sharp pain shooting up her leg. Her neck swayed in her fit, jerking and contorting as she flailed her head around. That is what happened when the young man asked if she was okay. She didn't stop, she kept going. As if that would even help her. Feeling exhausted after about five minutes of this, she sighed and lowered her neck.

Out of the corner of her eye, she at least looked at him. "Ma patte" she tried slowly this time, gesturing to her long limb with her free paw "is, ah, stuck..." Angel flustered from both having thrown a fuss over it and also indignant over letting a man see her do such a thing. The Saluki jerked her head away from him, frowning at the space in front of her. It did not help that he was rather good-looking... for a beast! Tall dark and obviously handsome had a name, and she did not know it "I do not know how to get it out." She added helpfully. Her paw was stuck in a crevice, the long leg only able to move a bit from her efforts.