By the water

The news came as a relief and Charlie’s expression softened. The cure has been found and the Armada was recovering. He’d be able to return home properly, too. “This is wonderful news.” He’d be able to rest again knowing that the pack was alright, that just like the last natural strain on the land they had overcome it. There was additional news as well, major changes to the territory the pack had, although understandably so. The corners of his mouth lifted in a playful smile and there was a shine in his eyes as he spoke.

“If they are tasks to get me away from the nets, I'm sure they will be a welcome distraction.” His words were light and a little teasing, but the unspoken implications made it clear that Charlie was on board to help. His tail waved back and forth behind him, curiosity nagging at him. He figured the woods had been abandoned due to the blight, although he would miss them. “Why don't we walk back to the Col and you can fill me in on the things you’d like done? There should be no shortage of paws ready to help, but two territories worth is a lot of land to convert into usable sections.”

"Speech," 'Thought.'