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

with the tree thoroughly doused in ingram's urine, he struck off towards the tree-line. he flim-flammed between boldly strutting into their massive realm, or just going back to the beach to mark elsewhere.

in the end his lack of courage won, and he scampered out of the shadow of the massive sequoias and past the grotto. something out of the corner of his eye caught his gaze and he slammed on the brakes, sand flying underneath his bent hocks.

"what's that?" he called suspiciously into the dark, wondering if he had imagined whatever sprite it was that had flashed in his peripherals.