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a call caused ingram to whip his head around, almost resulting in him following shortly after the plant. he peered over the ledge and some twenty feet down was arrille's shadowed form, hugged by the mouth of the grotto.

ingram grinned, though it touched him to see worry on arrille's face. "oh hey, buddy. you look pretty small from here." he spoke casually, as if it was perfectly normal for a wolf to climb staggering heights for the asinine reason of placing barricades around the sound's weak spots. it wasn't normal -- but was ingram normal anyway?

 he leaned forward a little and inspected the drop. "if i fell, you think i'd die?"