Either you run the day or the day runs you

The gift made her happy, and a gentle light in his eyes as he gave a nod to her. “Of course.” Kindness bred kindness, and just as Isa had been kind enough to share food with him, and prepare more for the pack, he wanted to do the same. But true to her nature, Isa brought up surprising his family with dinner. Charlie couldn’t blame her, it was admittedly a lot of food for just one wolf, but he hadn’t really thought about that. His heart was in the gift, not much more planning than that. But getting the chance to help Isa cook again sounded like a wonderful plan. He gave an eager nod. “I’d be happy to.” Her company was so warm, and she guided him in a skill he hadn’t really considered he’d enjoy. But he had, and learning more about it would be welcome.

Picking up the slab of meat he carried it to a new area, setting the pork down on a rock to be prepped before being added to the stone cauldron. “Stew sounds great! Really warms you up from the inside. How should we begin? Should I begin getting the meat into smaller chunks or…?” He wasn’t really sure how you went about making stew, but he knew the pieces of food in it would need to be smaller. His gaze rested on Isa, waiting for her instruction as his tail slowly wagged back and forth at his heels.

"Speech," 'Thought.'