pumpKEN spice season

The shuddering of the earth around him had driven Kenway and his two cattle dogs from their underground den. Thankfully it was a warm enough night that sleeping under the... well there weren't any stars, or a moon, but sleeping outside under the sky, he supposed, bearable.

Being awoken by his mother's distressed squawking and nose punching, however, was another matter. He groaned and rolled over, throwing a paw across his face to block out the... apocalypse-red sky. Well. That was different.

Rising with a yawn and a stretch, he sleepily blinked at his mother while she went on and on about the kids scampering off when clearly the world was ending, finally caving with a bowing stretch and a grumble of what sounded like caving to her whim, he tipped his head to his girls and they ran ahead, their barking leading the way as he crossed the country between the Moor and... whatever this strange place was.

The problem with his sudden and rude awakening was that he hadn't really taken time to, uh heed the call of nature, and with not a tree in sight, he supposed one of the strange rocks would have to do. Still half asleep, he cocked his leg to relieve himself, heedless of the panicked barking of his companions.

"speech"