There truly was no part of her plan that had been remotely good. Well the hunting of course was reasonable though at the moment the tiny creature had fled into the brambles, Isi should have just given up and stopped. Even without the irritating thorns navigating through the bushes was just a tad more difficult for a wolf than it was for a rabbit. The smaller animal had dodged through the branches with far more ease and had hit a safe point long before Isi had found the thicker parts of the brambles. Running through sharp stuff with a summer coat in particular was a bad idea.
Her teeth began to wrap around the next thorn with a little more care. By now she had realised there had to be some art to avoid pricking her tongue or the inside of her mouth at all and she would discover this mystery! Her concentration fixed upon her uncomfortable new spikes and the wounds they'd caused she wasn't paying any attention to the scents and sounds around her. Another potentially risky move to be honest and one that hopefully she wouldn't pay for, not when she was still struggling with the results of her last stupid move.
She would visibly jump with the shock as another's voice met her ears. Head shooting upright she would succeed in pulling the thorn free though failed to do so carefully, once more pricking the inside of her mouth before she spat the sharp object out in disgust. "Stupid thing." She declared, glaring at the pathetic pile she had begun to make. Hopefully she wouldn't forget that was there and step on it later, though the idea to be careful hadn't yet occurred to her and brains didn't seem to be working at their best for Isi today.
Her gaze would flick back to the stranger now, recalling of course that she had been speaking to her. Caution clearly played little part in Isi's personality and she wouldn't be wary now, the other had offered to help after all so what was there to be afraid of? Someone else could get pricked removing the damned things and of course reach those awkward ones that she had no hope of removing otherwise. "Sure!" She accepted eagerly. "I think there is a nasty one between my shoulders, I... can't... quite... reach..." She attempted again to demonstrate this fact, the movement only twisting the skin and causing a few of the thorns to be disturbed in a manner that certainly wasn't entirely comfortable.
