A white she-cat with indigo blue hair lays on the shore, disheveled and a rumpled heap, sodden with sea water. Her outfit was tattered and ripped, nothing of the original outfit was distinguishable anymore. The cat stirs, slowly, as she regains consciousness. A sudden retch brought up water from her lungs, followed by burning that radiated throughout her body. She shivers, huddling where she lay until a wave swells up around her and startling her to look up. Doing so made her dizzy, closing her eyes as they swam. With an another attempt, she opens her bleary eyes and takes a look around .
You wake up with sand in your mouth. Spitting and cursing, you rise to find you've lost your wide-brim hat,, but luckily still have your two six-shooters. You yell, "Anyone there?" In your light Texan accent.
She sits up from the ground and dusts sand out of her fur and hair. Then she checks herself as she gently pats her body, wincing at a couple tender spots but nothing felt broken. Just as she exhales, her ears perk up at the sound of another, and turns her head towards the direction, and calls out, the first cry was silent which spurred her into a coughing fit but then her throat cleared and she shouts, "I'm here, on the shore next to the wreckage!"
Camry hears the shout and rushes over to see if the caller was in need of help. Walking to the site of the wreckage, Camry was stopped in his tracts by the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Granted, he had never seen anything like her but she was more beautiful than any human woman he had ever seen. He walked to her and smiled shyly, reaching out a hand to help her stand up. "Hello, are you injured?"
Looks as a human male walks her way. At first she was wary as she hadn't had good encounters in the past, but being the first sign of life on.. Wherever they were, she wasn't about to turn recluse. As he comes closer, she stares up at him with wide icy blue eyes, and her indigo blue hair was a disheveled mess around her white furred cat-face. Her whiskers twitch and her ears swivel in his direction as he speaks. She clears her throat, “I.. I think I'm just bruised, and aching from the wreckage. You can't really see them though as my fur hides my discoloration." She notes his hand coming toward her and she tentatively takes hold. "I haven't tried standing up yet, though.."
From the sound of the waves crashing against the shoreline and the birds chirping, expectant mother Kasey Madonna was laying in the sand, slowly opening her eyes as the sun beamed down against her and that of her damp floral dress, which was now partially ruined as a result of whatever had happened the previous night. The last thing she remembered was wave crashing against the cruise ship and she fell and hit her head against the bed in her cabin. The feeling of her unborn baby kicking her belly prompted a groan, but it was good to know that the baby was okay. "Mmm..." She then sat up, groaning as the headache settled in. As her vision cleared, she saw two others nearby, a...cat woman and...a young looking cowboy, who appeared to be armed. How did he get guns on board? And were those real?
Suddenly a wave of exhaustion overcame her and she proceeded to crash back down into the sand, looking towards the cat lady and the cowboy as her vision began to blur. 'Must stay awake...' she thought.
Suddenly a wave of exhaustion overcame her and she proceeded to crash back down into the sand, looking towards the cat lady and the cowboy as her vision began to blur. 'Must stay awake...' she thought.
Camry smiled at the cat-girl creature. "Would you like to try or do you need to rest a bit?" He asked. As he waited for her answer, he looked around and spotted what appeared to be a lady in a dress falling back into the sand. Then he noted the large belly and connected the dots. He panicked as he feared that two lives may be at risk. He quickly unholstered one of his six-shooters with his free hand and fired two shots in the air hoping to slightly startle her.
Briefly, she had made eye-contact with the young cowboy as he turned to look towards her. Suddenly, he pulled out a revolver and shot into the air...twice. The gunshots alone were enough to jolt her awake and she was now far from passing out. Sitting up and taking another deep breath, Kasey proceeded to slowly stand up and started waddling towards the pair. They didn't seem hostile, so hopefully she would not regret the decision of going towards them. Granted if she were to try and flee, it wouldn't go very well for her. So she had to hope for the best. "Thanks for that, sleeping in the sand sounds really uncomfortable in my condition." She sighed as she straightened out the damp and torn dress before cradling the swollen belly.
Her eyes lit with surprise as he pointed one of his guns upward and quickly went to place her paws over her ears but she still flinched and her fur had thickened as she bristles. She was able to muffle some of the side but she still felt a ringing in her ears, shaking her head side to side to try to be rid of it. Thankfully she was still seated as the ringing made her dizzy. Involuntarily she retched again.
Camry looked apologetically at the Cat girl. "I'm so sorry about that" he said. Then he looked at the pregnant woman. "Are you ok, did your belly hit anything?" He was concerned, this lady was pregnant and away from the mainland, which could cause trouble. He could also tell that nightfall would be very cold and all of them could freeze unless he started a fire. But he needed to ensure they were both not injuried first.
While she had in instant reaction to the gun going off, it actually helped her come to her senses. With a clear mind she steadies herself and slowly rises. She wobbled as she stood but was able reach her full height, standing five feet and a half from the ground. Her body ached but nothing felt broken. "I think I'm alright, for the moment at least. What do you need help with?" She glances towards the pregnant woman and offers a friendly smile, ready to help.
“We need wood for a fire” he said pulling out a knife, “but we also need a source of food.” He lowered his voice “I’m really not sure about her, I mean having a pregnant lady isn’t good because I have no experience with this stuff. But you can choose to get the wood or you can make a fish trap if you know how to do that.” He smirked, “if I can trust you around those fish.”
Her ears were upright and her attention was on him as she listened, "I can search for firewood." She notes his concern and equally hushed, "Until we know more about where we've wrecked, and who else might be on here, it would be a good idea to keep note about all patrons we come across." She couldn't help but roll her eyes at the jab but smiles, "Maybe something can be salvaged from the ship wreckage," she pauses and looks toward the calamity with large eyes, taking in what really had happened, "My word.." Fully coming to grasp the severity of the situation.
“I’ll check the wreckage and start a fish trap. You should keep an eye on her,” nodding towards the lady. “She would probably feel more comfortable with you talking to her. And be careful.” He says holding the knife out to her, hilt first.
Kasey shook her head when asked if her belly had hit anything. Sure, last night was a little turbulent, but nothing hit her stomach and she didn't take as much of a tumble like she initially thought. And her belly was only a little tense because she was closer towards the final stages of the pregnancy. "No, I'm okay and so is the little one. Thankfully." She sighed.
She then returned the smile to the cat lady, who proceeded to offer searching for firewood. Unfortunately for them both, there was little that Kasey could do. She couldn't wander off too far, couldn't lift heavy objects, run or any of the sort despite being in good shape. And waddling in the sand wasn't all that fun. Still, it was better then sitting in one spot and making the other two do everything. "Sure, let's go get some firewood. Hopefully there are some tents in that wreckage if we're lucky. Much easier to set those up then build a makeshift shelter. Maybe sleeping bags?" She pointed out.
Kasey proceeded to caress her belly in hopes of soothing her unborn baby before taking a deep breath. "Shall we?" She asked, looking at the cat-woman.
She then returned the smile to the cat lady, who proceeded to offer searching for firewood. Unfortunately for them both, there was little that Kasey could do. She couldn't wander off too far, couldn't lift heavy objects, run or any of the sort despite being in good shape. And waddling in the sand wasn't all that fun. Still, it was better then sitting in one spot and making the other two do everything. "Sure, let's go get some firewood. Hopefully there are some tents in that wreckage if we're lucky. Much easier to set those up then build a makeshift shelter. Maybe sleeping bags?" She pointed out.
Kasey proceeded to caress her belly in hopes of soothing her unborn baby before taking a deep breath. "Shall we?" She asked, looking at the cat-woman.
Camry saw the girls making plans and headed to the wreakage. Digging through he was able to find some food, an ax, ropes, some tents and sleeping bags, and some medical supplies. He was about to finish when he spotted a shiny bracelet and picked it up. With further inspection, he saw it was...her bracelet. He tightened his grip and felt tears run down his face. He promised to keep her safe and now... he wiped away this tears and pulled down his hat down so only his mouth could be seen. Now was not the time, and he really hoped no one else saw. He was a mercenary, he saw people die, and he wasn't weak. And now he's the onky man of a small group. He scowled and started to use the ax to get to some dry wood from the ship.
((I hope I'm doing a good job of this lol.))
Glances at the woman with a gentle smile, "You can call me Namarii. Let's start with collecting dry driftwood, this way we don't have to venture too far away until we've made a homing location." The white she-cat turns towards the jungle of the island, ominous, but also drew her curiosity.
She shook her head to return her distracted mind to focus on the task at hand. Namarii walks along the shore to collect dry wood and anything else useful to make a fire. She also collected stones to make a pit for the fire.
Namarii looks down at her arms, feeling satisfied with her haul. She looks around for a location that seemed best, but it was mostly sand anyway. So took to a location away from the surf and clear of rocks and boulders. Getting down on the ground, she places the collection of wood and stones, making a large circle with the stones and then layers wood and kindling in the middle, and a teepee shape. She sits back after she finishes, waiting for the lady to bring her haul next, her attention on her and ready to help if needed.
She shook her head to return her distracted mind to focus on the task at hand. Namarii walks along the shore to collect dry wood and anything else useful to make a fire. She also collected stones to make a pit for the fire.
Namarii looks down at her arms, feeling satisfied with her haul. She looks around for a location that seemed best, but it was mostly sand anyway. So took to a location away from the surf and clear of rocks and boulders. Getting down on the ground, she places the collection of wood and stones, making a large circle with the stones and then layers wood and kindling in the middle, and a teepee shape. She sits back after she finishes, waiting for the lady to bring her haul next, her attention on her and ready to help if needed.
Camry noticed that the cat-girl had made a spot where a fire could be started. He brought back all he had found in the wreakage and told her the inventory. "Four tents, two sleeping bags, six apples, five oranges, and ten of these cans of food. Something to start us of at least, huh?" He said.
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