Coconut Grove Wash him deep where the tides are turning

She actively avoided any more of the places she had once known. Ty had only felt sadness when she had gone to her birthplace, so she could only imagine the amount of hurt The Sunspire would bring. Instead, her inky paws stepped along the coast, somewhere she could not remember being before. The sunny skies, coconut trees, and sandy beaches were a far cry from anything her memory could drudge up.

Ty's ears pricked forward when she realized there was somebody else on the beach. The other wolf was plenty far away, and he didn't seem to notice her (at least not yet). Eager for companionship and conversation, Ty approached with guarded optimism. "Hello," she greeted.