"Well fck!" Duran thought as he sighed. How he managed to get himself in to these situations is above him. Right now the hyena pup is waist deep in to a hole, his hind legs danging in the air outside of the hole. All he wanted was to catch the blasted bunny that kept going in to these holes, he felt tired of it always escaping and decided to follow the critter. Half way though the hole he found himself stuck. Unable to go further or go out. And now his hind legs are vertically in the air making the whole thing look like a funny scene for a cartoon.
Duat let out a low whine cursing in his head. His brown leather satchel is above ground next to his legs and he prayed to whatever deity is out there that nobody took the satchel. All of his life was in there and he would be out of the trading business if someone took it.
But as of now he has to worry about how he would get himself out of the hole. Wiggling his waist he groaned and grunted as all of his efforts came up with nothing, if anything else he only nudged himself deeper. Letting out another groat he hoped that somebody would come along and help him or else he might starve out here.