Gilded Bay It's the heat that drives the light

The koa had wandered from his sister's company for the first time since waking up to her urging words that night on the shore. It had only been a few days, and he was still weak and tired easily but being stubborn and restless, he had decided to go for a walk down the beach. Ahe would have strongly discouraged him from taking this stroll and that's why he had waited until she left to find food; she couldn't tell him no if he didn't actually ask. Besides, it was just a walk, he would be fine. Or, that's what he told himself, but the longer he was active the more he coughed until finally, the ali'i had to stop and take a seat. 

His whole body shook violently as he hacked, and he grew frustrated with the whole thing. He was tired of being weak and not being able to do a damn thing without almost coughing up a lung. He swallowed hard when his coughing attack finally subsided, and Keanu looked out across the night-darkened sea in front of him. He was thankful for the bright luminescent light of the moon; it glinted off the moving waves and offered light to what would have otherwise been a pitch-black shore. With a long sigh, the bear gave into the fact that he would have to rest here for a bit before making the trek back to where he and his sister had been camped out.