Coconut Grove consider the coconut

She was elated she had found her cousin (or had Shank found her?) A friend, her brethren! Someone finally to soar the skies with and help Shiv in her quest for a new home! For the Teekon Wilds would always be where she belonged, even if she had to leave it sometimes. The blizzard that had swept through the area had been terrible and unrelenting, forcing the bird to seek a warmer place to stay lest she freeze or starve to death.

As winter receded, however, the magpie was finally able to return and, this time, she brought along a companion. Unlike her siblings, Shank did not judge Shiv for her lack of mate or flock, in fact, she seemed to be in the same boat. They were wild, free spirits — or so Shiv liked to think.

They travelled along the coastline and Shiv found herself becoming familiar once again with the sights. She hadn't been here in a while, though vaguely remembered the lay of the lands. As Shank suddenly dove, her cousin followed with an excited chirp, interested to see what had caught her interest. She was disappointed to find it was but an ugly ball of some sort. At her cousin's screech, the other magpie alighted upon the ground with a flap of her wings (sending a few feathers into the air) before strutting confidently over to the coconut. She inspected it over for a few seconds before tapping it with her sharp beak. It made an almost hollow sound, and Shiv jumped back with a startled cheep, turning to Shank in confusion.