Coconut Grove Chunk Recon

With the assistance of the small canidae the coconut soon came loose. Stretching out his jaw momentarily he was finally able to shut it with the satisfying crack of bones moving back into place.

"Good." He spoke the simple word, staring down at the canine momentarily before turning back. He still had to fulfill his end of the deal.

The lumbering creature made his way back to the beach, picking out a large coconut and sitting himself down next to it. This time he would need to open it properly.

Large claws began to work away at the husk, ripping away like knives.