Larksong Grotto We are thankful for our iron lung

Zaavier swam around, waiting for Reek to follow him in. Finally, he followed and swam up to him. Zaavier saw something he'd never seen from his alpha before. His face was lit up with joy, and he was laughing. It was a laugh that seemed to have been stuck inside him for years, and Zaavier was happy to have helped set it free. Zaavier laughed along with him and lifted up the foreleg with the non-injured shoulder, bringing it down upon the water's surface and splashing Reek in the process. His childish instincts began to come out, and he laughed some more.

However, his shoulder began to ache from all the movement, and he moved towards the shallow end, letting his paws rest on the murky floor of the lake. Now, he was able to rest his shoulder and just let the water do it's work. The water lapped at his neck and back and his salmon tongue lolled out of his mouth. This was easily one of te best moments he'd had in the pack so far, and he was thrilled to be able to share it with his leader.