Coconut Grove you think you just fell out of a coconut tree?

Kraai listened rather attentively. His ears, so perked that they might just fly away from him. Eyes shone. He wanted to be helpful, but unfortunately the description didn't match anything he'd seen on the way here. The boy shook his head. I'm sorry, he begun, clear where this conversation was going. I haven't seen anyone like that.

But, as if sensing how quickly this stranger would move on, Kraai was quick to chirp up once again: But, maybe I can help you look for him? He didn't want to brag right away, but his ears, tall, were receptive. His dark coat a tool, he thought, that helped him blend in—if he was in the right environment, of course.

He also didn't want to be alone. Pleading eyes sparkled as he started into similar hues. Please, please, please, please, please! An adventure had been calling him. That was why he'd dispersed in the first place. Maybe this was the start of it..!