“Lava Rocks” but sung to the tune of Thunderstruck

So, it would be entirely tactical to spread out, flank the pack lands. It would be so much easier to fight in the nook and not on the mountain. It would be very leadershippy to have a plan and yadda yadda whatever. What was more fun would be to run in screaming and whooping and hollering and all that noise stuff. Sparrow liked them, so she’d very wisely decided that she’d leave the torches and stuff at home. So she led her group and with only a brief pause addressed them. ”Well, as they say…” A coy smirk wrought her maw. ”Last one there is a rotten egg!”

Sparrow dashed across the boarder with a loud howl. ”Grab as many cool rocks as you can find!” she called, cackling. ”And leave the Alpha to me!”