Cleanup - beach cleanup event A

trash cleanup? malphas would usually grumble and groan about doing chores, but morgan was his friend- and his leader. malphas didn't know what happened to beck, but morgan had to be leader for a reason, right? morgan was charismatic and suited for the position. still, malphas longed for answers. the transition between leaders went smoothly, but he was still confused. what had happened? he'd do what morgan said nonetheless.

he approached the samoyed. "hey." he greeted, voice blunt, as he grabbed a bag. "if i pick up the most trash, you have to make me a sawbone," he joked idly as he begun doing his job, although he found it boring. still, morgan's whole modernization idea felt like a good thing, so he would gladly do whatever the dog told him to do. he was putty in morgan's paws now.