Bearclaw Valley a ghost can speak dreadful things

alright 2 days passed... I want this thread LOL

Toad gazed on, ears perked forward intently, gaze hungry. Easthollow. It was the place Merrick had told him of, their enemies, just beyond the territory- a threat to them and their peace within this place. A bug that needed to be stomped. Many would've desired power in a pack, but Toad was not one of them; being a pawn in a great plan brought him joy. He was eager to assist, even if it meant putting himself at risk- that was what purpose meant, right? Having something worth putting your life on the line for. 

How do you plan to do it? Something specific? He inquired conversationally, gaze settling somewhere in the distance as if ready to imagine whatever the king would describe.