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It had been days since she'd left the city and stumbled upon this pack who had called themselves... what was it again? Dagsworth? It was Dagsworth somethin', alright. When she had met with their Alpha she was all but quarantined from any interaction, food or water of any kind--that part was only for the day though, but it made the pregnant damsel a little weak.. perhaps that was their intentions? It'd make sense to her, anyway.

But here she was now, tied to the tracks like those dogs she'd seen in the park, one end connecting to them and the other to those pink ugly upwalkers. Seated haphazardly, the lass had her narrowed eyes focused intensely on the connection she had to these here tracks, thinking and spinning her gears to figure out just how she'd get out of this mess. Chew her way through? No, that'd take ages and they'd made it clear she didn't have the time to sit there and chomp on a rope all day. Tug herself out of it? She could try, but.. she'd probably tire herself out with the heat and lack of water--not only that but she couldn't risk injurying herself in the process of getting out of these restraints. She wanted to protect her kids, not hurt them!

Lifting a paw she delicately put it over the top of her nose, her gaze closed now in thought--but she'd opened her eyes again as something registered. Sure she didn't have the time to chew her way out, but what if she could use these tracks to her advantage? "Y'all gonna be seein' me sure soon enough." she said with a growing smile on her face. Now all she had to do was find a sharper edge...

Pacing back and forth from one end of her rope to the other as far as she could go, Dixie's eyes were moving to and fro in search of something useful in her situation, and only when she had found what she was looking for did she stop, exhaling a half laugh as she did. Grabbing the rope between her teeth, she'd tug on the end of it to get some wiggle room, wrapping it around a sharp extension that was poking out of the tracks' side. When she was sure it would hold, she'd start backing up, moving up until their was obvious tension on the rope before she jerked herself backward and as a result sliced the roughly textured rope in half, causing her to tumble backwards and land on her butt with an "umph!".

Shaking her head slowly, she'd glare intensely as the dangling rope and then to the tracks, "Y'all be some crazy asses." she mumbled as she rose from her unintended seat, shaking the dirt and dust from her usually well kept coat and stalking back towards where she had last seen the pack's Alpha--just about ready to tell him what kind of a cooky, crazy brute he really was. At least she wanted too. Would she? Probably not. But if she wasn't accepted after all of this she was sure ready to give him a piece of her mind--that she would do, without a doubt.. now it was just up to see if he'd let her in or not. She hoped so.

Dixie [c] Me
Stray-City [c]

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It had been days since she'd left the city and stumbled upon this pack who had called themselves... what was it again? Dagsworth? It was Dagsworth somethin', alright. When she had met with their Alpha she was all but quarantined from any interaction, food or water of any kind--that part was only for the day though, but it made the pregnant damsel a little weak.. perhaps that was their intentions? It'd make sense to her, anyway.

But here she was now, tied to the tracks like those dogs she'd seen in the park, one end connecting to them and the other to those pink ugly upwalkers. Seated haphazardly, the lass had her narrowed eyes focused intensely on the connection she had to these here tracks, thinking and spinning her gears to figure out just how she'd get out of this mess. Chew her way through? No, that'd take ages and they'd made it clear she didn't have the time to sit there and chomp on a rope all day. Tug herself out of it? She could try, but.. she'd probably tire herself out with the heat and lack of water--not only that but she couldn't risk injurying herself in the process of getting out of these restraints. She wanted to protect her kids, not hurt them!

Lifting a paw she delicately put it over the top of her nose, her gaze closed now in thought--but she'd opened her eyes again as something registered. Sure she didn't have the time to chew her way out, but what if she could use these tracks to her advantage? "Y'all gonna be seein' me sure soon enough." she said with a growing smile on her face. Now all she had to do was find a sharper edge...

Pacing back and forth from one end of her rope to the other as far as she could go, Dixie's eyes were moving to and fro in search of something useful in her situation, and only when she had found what she was looking for did she stop, exhaling a half laugh as she did. Grabbing the rope between her teeth, she'd tug on the end of it to get some wiggle room, wrapping it around a sharp extension that was poking out of the tracks' side. When she was sure it would hold, she'd start backing up, moving up until their was obvious tension on the rope before she jerked herself backward and as a result sliced the roughly textured rope in half, causing her to tumble backwards and land on her butt with an "umph!".

Shaking her head slowly, she'd glare intensely as the dangling rope and then to the tracks, "Y'all be some crazy asses." she mumbled as she rose from her unintended seat, shaking the dirt and dust from her usually well kept coat and stalking back towards where she had last seen the pack's Alpha--just about ready to tell him what kind of a cooky, crazy brute he really was. At least she wanted too. Would she? Probably not. But if she wasn't accepted after all of this she was sure ready to give him a piece of her mind--that she would do, without a doubt.. now it was just up to see if he'd let her in or not. She hoped so.

Dixie [c] Me
Stray-City [c]