Coconut Grove i'd promise you anything for another shot at life.

fox, he repeated. nice to meet you. and left it at that, until fox began to speak again, and he turned toward the young man with ears pricked. he smiled knowingly at the admission, nodding with wistful eyes that wandered back out toward the sea, that sliver of green-gray beneath turbulent clouds.

no one's plans do, yaar, aditya remarked, shrugging. but sometimes making them helps, even if they don't work out. i should ask—what do you want to do?

he scuffed the sand lightly with one paw, gesturing toward the beach. besides nap here, i mean. after this.

adi glanced once at fox, then placed his muzzle on his outstretched forelegs, tail moving slightly and slowly behind him in metronomic fashion.