Sandy Shores

The crescent-shaped island is filled with colorful birds of all shapes and sizes and many of them, Calico Jack has never seen before. It is a beautiful place and the huge, fat leaves of the foliage dip down toward the tall wolves, seeming to wave at them as they pass. Sweet fruits dangle from trees, adding their sweet aroma to the air and causing Calico’s mouth to water with anticipation. Animals clamber through the undergrowth, calling out their ire at the males for disturbing their peaceful rest.

Icy eyes are wide with wonder as the pair plod onward, a sense of discovery pulling Calico Jack further and further inland. It feels as if they the first wolves to set paw in this tropical paradise and, while he knows it isn’t true, there is just something so pure and untouched about the land. Mouth drops with wonder as Jack looks around and sadness suddenly tugs at his heart because he knows this visit will be all too brief. It was beautiful and serene and, when Remus looks to him and nods towards the beach, the boy feels his heart flutter with despair.

But a grin pulls his lips up at the request for learning some fishing tricks and Jack is more than happy to oblige. Joyfully, he says, “Of course! Thanks for letting tag me along on your adventures.” A wink his tossed toward the older man as leads the way toward the beach, leaving the beauty and splendor behind him.


"Calico Jack"