[It's weird - the Thunderdrum is almost cute in its excitement, and that's saying a lot for such a beast. Dave knows he shouldn't be surprised, after meeting so many members of the magical community he should know things really aren't as the stories say.

Except until the earthquakes hits them, the roar sending shivers down his spine. He clings to Jack, trying to remember how nice nice dragons really are, but it turns out... Jack is scared too.

And if fucking Jack Frost is scared, then Dave knows this is the right time to panic.

He turns to Jack, confusion clear on his face.] What-- what do you mean "it can't be happening"? All the dragons came back, why wouldn't the alpha wake up too?

[His hand on Jack's shoulder squeezes it hard when he hears the next suggestion, eyes going wide with worry and fear. Letting them know? Shouldn't they be hiding?]

WHAT. Are you out of your-- JACK, WAIT!

[Too late. Nervous as hell, Dave looks around, noticing the forms in the water, and decides to put on his ring, just in case. Then, with his hands on his hips, he looks up at Jack and huffs, already planning Some Words for when the spirit comes back down.]