The swoop is quick, hooking one set of front claws into the ropes and the other under the whole bundle, and holding both against his chest-- Bodhi can cling to the boxes, or get pressed between them and Stone's chest, whatever feels more secure for him.

The flight is brief, at least, and Stone sets his burden down a little more heavily than he'd like, before flopping down on the pebbly beach and panting. Wings spread out and tail actually dragging in the water. He's tired.