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𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗲𝗹𝘁 𝘀𝗼𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗶𝗿𝗲𝗱, 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗼𝗱𝘆 𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗸𝗲𝗱 𝗱𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝗮𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗹𝗮𝗶𝗱 𝗶𝗻 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗺 𝘀𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗮𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝘁𝗲𝗱 𝗯𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘀𝘂𝗻𝘀 𝗿𝗮𝘆𝘀. The sound of birds and the oceans waves crashing over the shore all surrounds you, slowly lifting up yourself and groaning from the soreness and discomfort of the sand against your face.
You spat out some sand, shaking your head letting more sand out your fur.
After fixing yourself up, you look around more to see you're on an island.. great.
You check in your bag sack to make sure you still have your stuff, needles, medic supplies, your book, and also a vial.
You still have everything but your bag was soak along with your clothes too, it was damped but still cold and wet making you shiver.
Since you were alone you took off your clothes and just dried them in a rock. Just wearing your gloves and shoes while you sat and thinking what happened..
Oh yeah.
You were escaping a pirate ship.
Nasty people of the sea. At least what you call them.
