Ankyra Sound one gonna hold my thoughts and another gonna hold my bones

@Arrille  fudging the timeline a bit, let's date this to yesterday?

ingram was aware that other wolves occupied the sound -- one such wolf he had met already, and found positively terrifying. his comrade, a sharp-faced wych with a youthful consort, had made her presence known in the grotto quite plainly. for that reason alone, ingram often avoided the dark halls in favor of the endless swath of sand.

he had decided today would be spent reinforcing the perimeters. with chusi here, his vigilance was doubled; there was some strange emotion that overtook him when he thought of her and that emotion made him protective. it made him want to be better.

he passed along the fringe of sequoias just in front of the grotto, and lifted a hind leg against its gnarled bark. all he could think of was that he better make it known that wolves were here -- and everyone else could quite simply "get the fudge out".