Firestone Hot Springs Tippity-Toppity-Top

he stepped back as the male flung water; part of him felt indignant, but he realized he was just being a little siss. all this traveling made him irritable -- perhaps it would have been in everyone's best interest if ingram did relax a little. y'know, take a chill pill. do what his buddy in the water was doing and just ruh-lax... but he couldn't relax, not while wylla was at large.

kinda like how his writer won't relax over the fact that it's REESEYS and y'all are motherflipping heathens.

ingram didn't know what morningside was - it was not a pack he recalled being present before he left the valley. he presumed it to be new. "i'm kind of on my own right now. i was born in ankyra sound, when it was a pack called saltwinter... but everyone's gone now. where is morningside? are there other packs nearby that you think my sister might be in?" he turned his full attention onto the male with wide, imploring eyes. yeesh, he was a little intense today.