Ankyra Sound i'm gonna buckle my knees, and i'm gonna lock them up tight

ingram nodded. it was nice to throw things: tantrums, rocks, the leg of a deer at your rude ass sister during supper -- he could get behind tossing anything, as long as it had a big enough impact aftermath.

his back to the sand, ingram contorted his body to and fro, digging into the wet surface as he went.  he flipped onto his side and regarded arrille - this time, arrille's expression was not so clouded. ingram considered it a job well done and he cast his gaze down the cheerless beach. "we could throw more things if you want. or chase gulls." an impish gleam appeared in his eyes and he looked to the grey skies for any signs of his next victims.