Ankyra Sound Around Your Throat

as he leaned in to tentatively chomp down on the strange vine, arrille moved -- all he got was wisps of fur beneath his clacking teeth. he pulled back and gave his friend a rather flinty glare, trying to assess how dangerous the thing truly was.

it looked like a root to ingram, or a flap of dry seal-skin. he had no other idea what it could be. it smelled different than anything he had ever encountered, and was oddly knobby at the end. something scintillating like a sea-shell poked out of the end of it.

he turned to chusi as she spoke and nodded dumbly, turning back to arrille with trepidation still on his muzzle. "if it's a snake you could drown it." he offered unhelpfully, not adding that it might choke him in the process.