Ankyra Sound i'll get on all by myself

arching her back, the sylph dragged her ragged shoulderblades through a length of bramble's arm, depositing tufts of thick fur in the process. she missed the scent firefly had detected, but noticed as he came back he carried with him a newfound energy. bemused, she made for the spot he had richly spread his scent over; one breath was enough to tell the story.

a few feet away the siren cashed her own rude deposit - another steaming pile to add to the bank. by this speed, they'd have every bit of the sound covered if they carried on their progress. she felt reasonably assured in their claim, and for good measure, scraped her hind paws along the earth, sending snow spraying behind her.