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

@Arrille

ingram had managed to pull every bough of bramble into the grotto; it sat in a pile not far from the entrance, almost barricading any further progress. his initial plan to line the narrow path along the cliff with the bramble was hare-brained at best, and he was left deciding what to do with the small clusterfuck he had created. he was sure lycaon and caiaphas would not approve of the new decor, but he hadn't seen either in a few days.

"oi arrille!" he shouted down the cavern, wincing as his echo came back twice as vehement.