This is what we asked for

The cover of crimson above had left an uneasy feeling within Charlie’s gut as he arrived in the strange land. It was different, though he couldn’t yet put his paw down on just how different it was. The pillars were a start though. They jutted up from the ground higher than anything Charlie had ever seen… even the trees that had once been part of the Armada’s territory. He cranned his head up to look at the strange stone, taking note of open gaps within them. Were they really mere stones, or something else? Something that was unnatural? With caution the tawny wolf pressed into the land with hackles raised. He wanted to know what this land was, but he also wasn’t going to charge in willy nilly. If there was danger, he wanted to at least be prepared to face it.

"Speech," 'Thought.'