may the dread wolf take me

Panic was setting in as Imp found himself tangled in the thorns. Pale eyes darted around and fear swam through his gaze. It was clear he was in quite the pickle that he had no idea of how to get out of. With each movement and struggle the tangle only got worse and felt his fur pulling painfully. Regret swam in his heart as defeat settled in his heart. Calling for help may bring unwanted attention but it may be his only way out...

Just as Imp submitted to defeat and parted his jaws to howl movement caught his attention. Tired, scared, eyes flicked to a dark mauve She-Wolf moving his way. Soothing tones came his way and the naive youngling felt relief wash over him. Of course he'd been taught stranger danger but in a seemingly life or death situation Imp was just happy to have help. As she instructed him to remain still he did so. The lady began an attempt at untangling him and Imp sat quiet and dejected. She was right he shouldn't be out without guardians but she did not know his situation. Imp didn't even know where his mama was. As she loosened the tangle of thorns and asked for his name Imp finally raised his glossy gaze to meet hers, "Imp." His voice was raspy and soft. "Th-thank you for helping me miss." His eyes drifted down to his paws as his head lowered, "I should go now... I've been gone long enough..." He just wanted to leave and never come back to the briar... Thus, Imp stood and moved to slink past the woman and go in which the way he came.