"Huh... not what I was expecting but should've expected..." Tex letting out a hefty sigh, realizing that getting back home isn't gonna be easy, or even a possibility. Yet, the ocean breeze flows through his fur, the sound of the crashing waves distract him from his current situation. "This... feels like... a distant memory." The fox whispers, looking out to the sea. “This takes me back to when I was a kid… reminds me when I would go fishing with my dad. The strong breeze, the smell of the ocean and the roaring waves… guided by the moonlight in this never ending abyss… knowing there was something or some place over the ocean… another land, another city, another shore…”

"Maybe... I can stay here for awhile."