should our titles be as long as fall out boy song titles?

Arne shouldered his load without any complaint. If anything, the extra weight kept him grounded and prevented him from wandering off too far, and with Cel and Cy both green around the gills, it was probably best they all stuck together. As the wolves ahead picked a spot to settle he began to unpack the items he had carried allocating each to its intended owner.

While he would miss the warmth of the desert, at least moving as a band didn't prevent them from going back, so he couldn't be too sad about that. Arvid made a grunting noise and started shoving at his heel, something about mushrooms nearby? Not that it looked like Cel or Cy were up for a wild ride right now... "You guys looking for anythin' in particular for the menu tonight?" Despite his pack horse status, he still had energy to burn and why not squeeze in a bit of hunting where he could?

"speech".