this'll be a blast

"So what, I just stand out here and yell?" Davey's gaze was incredulous, as it set on his older brother. Squinting at Wake, while the older boy faded into the background, shrouded in a puff of fragrant smoke. Huh. Is it that easy? Well, at least his brother had taken him to do something useful for once, instead of wandering around looking at flowers.

Moving to the center of one of the makeshift rings drawn in the rocky soil, Davey tips his head back. The call is high pitched, a bit more dog than wolf. Calling out and taking a firm grip on his axe, swinging it menacingly. He's ready. This was going to be fun.

"speech"