Get Off My Lawn

Days passed quickly in the Ravine, and Davey is enjoying himself. More than he should, he's enjoying himself. The boy is positively thriving, likely for the worst. Developing a strong fuck around and find out, and today, he's found out. In his travels, he'd put his head a little too far into a hole already occupied by some sort of lizard.

The lizard had taken a nasty chunk out of the boy's face, a big ol' chompy chomp. Davey wasn't about to go to any of his parents with this, nope. Instead, he goes looking for a sibling to take care of the injury. For as much as Jael had tried to keep them from Sid... well, that meant she was the least likely to tell anyone, right?

Being Very Brave™ about the wound on his face, still dripping blood and still holding the lizard, Davey makes his way to his sister. Thankfully she's perched on her porch. Looking up wide eyed and giving a little woof around the carcass, the pup balefully calls to his older sister.

"Davey"