"And what do we have here?" He asked peering over the hole where you'd fallen. A trap he'd set to keep outsiders away from his den. It wasn't often anyone showed up, and if anyone did, it was usually his brothers looking to fight or a stranger lost in the woods. Otherwise, most people kept their distance from him.

"A lost little girl, stuck in a hole." He laughed at what he considered to be a pathetic look on your face. He circled the opening a few times, his bushy tail flicking behind him, ears perking up. You were cute, he'd give you that. Pathetic, but cute, as a girl should be. "I'm guessing you want me to help you out now, don't you? Well, I don't think I will. Women should know better than to wander off alone, it's not my fault you're too pathetic to get yourself out."