Ankyra Sound you were swept ashore like bottles holding prayers

"wa--- HEY!" he yelped loudly, retracting from the ground abruptly as lycaon's intentions (and excrement) became evident. "nahhhsty." ingram growled in a pout, slouching off towards the water with deep indignity writ across his black muzzle. lycaon was lobbed one last rueful glare before he slipped under the tow, small bubbles rising to the surface to mark his underwater passing.

he could not hold a grudge long -- no sooner had the water swept clean his pelt, he was in good spirits again. with limbs wobbling as he shook he stalked towards the shore and spun hard, lunging towards lycaon in sweeping strides with water still streaming from him. he issued several nips to worry lycaon's flank, and with a playful growl loped carefree down the swash-line.