Archelaus had remained focused, doing his best to bring fresh meals for the wolves of Fiori while the prey supply was bountiful. He had felt a bit lackluster during his first few weeks with the pack, but after a month of paying attention to his nutrition and getting a run in every morning, he was beginning to build the muscle that might have been expected from a wolf of his size. He was beginning to finally bulk up and look the part of a strong man responsible for the well-being of the pack.
At least, in his own mind he was.
In all honesty, Archie had taken his share of 'rest days' during his self-taught training. He could have been stronger, but still.. there was notable improvement in his strength and muscle tone. When the call for a meeting rang across the territory, he found himself honestly quite relieved. He had already been struggling with finding the motivation to go out on his morning run, so he took this as a valid excuse to procrastinate.
Looking abnormally cheerful, the gray male made his way up to the meeting place where he immediately found himself looking upon a rather concerned looking uncle. It dampened his spirits a bit, but he remained optimistic that perhaps he was simply deep in thought. He hoped they didn't have any bad news to hear today, but he remained unusually quiet as he waited to see what the King had to say.
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