Today Caesar had decided to leave his squirrel doll at home, and it was probably one of the best choices he’d made ever since entering Relic Lore. Currently, he was trekking up a rather steep hill, glancing to the right side of himself, which gave way to nothingness. There was a good 200 foot drop, and the idea of falling was making the little wolf’s fur prickle unhappily. Maybe it was time to head back. And he would have, but a particular, awesome looking perch just ahead caught his attention.

He bounded up a little farther before clambering up onto a slightly higher ledge, protruding from the solid rock wall to his right about a few feet from the ground he was currently walking on. It was small, but he could sit atop it comfortably and survey the vast span of area below. "Woooooooowwwwww," he breathed, cocking his head as eyes widened as if it would help him take in everything he saw at once. Then head would right itself once more, tail curling around haunch. Was there an echo? Like when people yodeled? Could he yodel? Probably not. So instead he settled for shrieking a single would at the top of his lungs, "HAAAAALLLLPPPP!" His high-pitched voice rolled down below, ricocheting off of stone and trees quite marvelously. Jaws snapped shut again and he giggled. Maybe someone would come.

"Speech."