Coconut Grove apotheosis

the ocean was truly something to behold. on that day, anti was stretched out in the sun. the coconut trees overhead cast down shade periodically, depending on how the wind swept them. the volgra did not care whether the shade touched him or not. he preferred the heat to most things, and beside the water was a place where he could bask without care.
 
with a casual flick of his ear, anti turned toward the western portion of the beach in search of the figure of anu. his gaze was like a lazy fog being swept across the land. his whiskers twitched curiously before he turned away and settled on peering toward the ocean. it was peaceful there, he realized. the guardian wondered how long they would remain before anu was carried away to teach others.