Coconut Grove for you, it's been so long

its a good thing i havent had any customers today, because i let out a huge bark of a laugh when i read 'cronch' lmfao

They were there, and then they weren't; the hunger and thirst persisted but it was vague, like everything else, and as the stranger returned the airway wasn't dominated by the scent of the dancing shadow, but of fish. He did not know what to do about it.

Screech began to salivate; the wolf tossed a chunk of fresh meat his way, a fish head maybe or a piece of the belly slicked with blood. As soon as it touched the sand, the boy was leaping for it in a piranha-like fashion — snapping with such aggression that it would've been dangerous for the fisher-wolf to be any closer.

Grains of sand caught in Screech's teeth, muddied with the blood of the fish, but the chunk was voraciously consumed without thought — driven by self preservation alone.