Of course the one day she decided to nap was the day something disastrous would happen. Catori was uncivilly awoken by a rather large cacophony, she quickly rose her head and began to examine her new home. Everything appeared fine until her gaze landed towards the entrance, that's when terror hit her. It couldn't of been... Part of the den collapsed?! How could that of happened?

”Are you alright?” She couldn't breathe. ”You’re not hurt are you?” Why couldn't she breathe?

A few moments passed before she could finally let out a reaction. "No... No! Oh no!" She cried, jumping up to the rubble that was keeping them trapped inside. "No no no!!!" She had begun digging, but soon found her efforts would come to no prevail. "I... How do we get out?! Should I yell??" She whimpered, looking at her elder for answers he probably didn't have. Poor guy. Catori was horrible under stress, and if anything he should of been the one freaking out, not her. He seemed to be in horrible physical condition.

Where was Ashton? She wanted to howl for him but decided to wait for the other wolfs response. She didn't want to spook him after all. Plus, as soon as Ashton found out about what happened he'd notice she was inside right? 'He'll save us......right..?' She tried to reassure herself that the wolf at least cared enough about her to get her out of this mess. "What do we do...." she whispered, desperation lingering with each word.

The Young Hellion padded through the thicket, weaving through bushes and even sometimes having to turn around and find another route as his body was too large to fit through the tight spaces. But he didn’t mind as it made the day more interesting, trying to find his way around his present home. No, he didn’t have one place that he could call ‘home’ as he was a wandered, and could only call his place home when he was around others like himself. But the only wolf like him was on the other side of the mountain, and he had completed his mission, so now he was just biding his time, searching for others that could be useful to the both of them, before they met up on the mountain.

He paused as his nose picked up the scent trail of a wolf, a male, heading towards the pack den site. Usually he would have taken a rain check, but lately he had been getting very bored, and so turning his large bulk around, Anouke followed the trail. It did not take him long to traverse the thicket and spot a large, darkly furred male, carrying the scent he had been following. The male was standing before a caved in den, and he heard him call out, asking if there was anyone trapped inside before pawing at the rubble.

Ears twitching, he slowly padded up to the dark male, tail lowered to hang between his legs respectfully, and ears facing to the side, a look of concern upon his face, even though it wasn’t what he was really feeling. He could hear voices coming from inside as well as the scrabbling of claws against rock and dirt. Standing next to the male, he gently nudged him against the shoulder, before gazing at the destruction of the den. “If there is anyone inside, I will offer my services to help dig them out.” Anouke wasn’t being nice or helpful, he was doing it for his own sake, to further himself, and even if it meant he had to act nice, he would do it.

Right when she was about to absolutely lose it, the other wolf spoke. His words sounded soothed, it was enough to get her by for now. He made sense of the situation that Catori herself would never of been able to do. "You... You're probably right.. They will get us out..." She answered him, though still feeling a sense of doubt lingering in her gut. Sure, the other wolves would definitely try to get them out, but would they succeed? Two completely different things. 'Don't freak out.. Don't do it.. Ashton will be here soon.. And Miccah.. He was nice right? He'd never let us die in here.. They will save us.. I really hope.' her breathing was still quite fast. No matter how hard she tried she just couldn't get calm. She wasn't ready to greet death just yet.

The wolf asked her to lay by his side and panic aroused once more, but this sort of panic was different. Ever since joining the pack she hadn't had much contact with the residents. Not like she didn't want to make friends, she was just to nervous to get close to anyone.. She thought that might of been something they all noticed too, which only made her even more nervous and even less willing to talk.. But here she was now, trapped inside the den with a wolf who clearly cared for her well being. It had been a while since she felt kindness like this. She hesitated for a moment, then slowly trotted over to him and reclined herself where he had motioned. "I-I'm Catori... Catori Algoma.. I just joined this pack not to long ago so I don't really have my place yet but.. I'm sure--" she was interrupted. Normally something like this would drive her into a rage but instead she was excited, the interruption was coming from outside of the den. Someone was here to save them. She let Rayne do all of the talking, knowing that they'd more than likely recognize his voice before hers.

Dark ears pricked as a young wolf breathlessly came to stand on the darkly furred male’s other side, before asking who was trapped inside the crumbled and ruined den and frantically digging away at the earth. He wrinkled his nose slightly, aware that the dark brown yearling was acting as such because he cared for the wolves inside, but he could at least be more sensible about it. Just digging anywhere could set it off again and the wolves inside could be crushed, again, if they hadn’t been already. It was a tragic thing to happen, really, it was, but he just did not care. If it was a wolf he held above others, then yes, but no wolves within Secret Woodlands were worth his time, though the leaders were quite interesting, and he hoped to get into their good graces, pick up a thing or two and then leave with a warning behind, so that they would not forget him.

Just then, the tawny female from the storm arrived, telling the dark brown yearling to be careful, and showing him how to dig the wolves a way out safely without crushing them from careless digging, and no one wanted that. The Young Hellion listened as a wolf inside – the voice which belonged to Rayne, the coward or hid behind others to protect him, and who set the demon inside him loose with anger – spoke, telling everyone that they were fine. Too bad, it would have been interesting if one inside had suffered injuries, then something would finally happen that wasn’t the usual boring day, but one could not always have their way in life.

Nodding when Miccah ordered him and… Ashton - the dark brown yearling, maybe? – to get to work, or in other words, get digging. Positioning himself next to the rubble, the Young Hellion dug with his paws and claws, using the strength of his muscles to power through rock, dirt and clay. He was not doing it to free the wolves inside, his hard work was only to hopefully have the darkly furred male think he was trustable and wanting to protect others, and the only way to do that was to look like he wanted to get the wolves free, which he certainly didn’t. No one had to know that though, and so he silently continued digging.