They'll Tell The Story Of Tonight [~Canadian~Bacon~]

Zefyr frowned as the other stood and he stood with him, huffing to himself, "If you want up that badly, fine" He said, lifting the man up bridal style before he began walking toward the treeline, finding a well used game trail to follow, "We shouldn't go too deep into the jungle, enough to find shelter and maybe food and water, but that's it, we shouldn't go far without some kind of defense or knowledge of where we are" He said as he walked, his ears flicking off and on as he glanced around, murmuring off and on to himself.

He was about to argue, but decided against doing so. He shifted a bit and pulled his knees to his chest. That sure as hell sucked, they were both the only survivors known to be alive. And they were stranded on an island without nothing to help them survive. He glanced over to the saber, a light frown forming on his face. "Should we head deeper into the island? See if we could find any type of place to give us shelter?" He suggested. Hoping that would be a decent idea, instead of staying on the beach. He moved to shrug his shoulders, unsure if the storm would come back around and hit them hard with a storm. Evan stood up, legs quivering in pain. After a few minutes, he shifted around and straightened himself up properly.

"Still stay down, just in case" He said, sighing as he watched the smaller male, trailing his tongue over his large canines, "As far as I've counted, we're the only ones, maybe others survived, but we can only assume we're the only ones, now, its full survival mode son, as soon as you're able, we need to find shelter, making a shelter here is the worst idea, if a storm comes in we'll just be swept out to sea again" He stated, sitting in the sand and he watched the sea at the horizon line, his ears flicking at the slightest sound, "No sign of the storm that overtook us, but it might reroute and come back" He murmured to himself a little loudly.

Evan quivered and allowed himself to slump back down onto the sandy beach. "I don't think I hit my head, I'll be okay," he didn't feel any pain rushing through his skull. Though his limbs did feel weak from swimming and staying limp for a long time. He moved a hand up, rubbing his fingers down his face. "Are we the only ones alive?" He finally questioned. After a few minutes of regaining himself, he managed to shift up into a seated position. A weak sigh left his lips as he moved. He continued to glance around, noticing there were pieces of the boat on the shore, along with a few bodies that haven't been disposed of quite yet. He allowed his head to slump forward, mind spinning with confusion and sorrow. "Damn, what do we do now?" He asked. A hand moving up to gently knead into the back of his neck. Trying desperately to loosen up some of his muscles.

The cruise was going fine, at least until the crash, Captain Zefyr was the best in the business and knew exactly what he was doing, after years in the navy, having left school to join, the large muscular saber tiger figured everything would have went smoothly, but something went wrong, the way the ship shook and rocked, it seemed like one of the motors blew. After awaking in the sand, the large male instantly began working and looking for survivors, only finding bodies or pieces of them, he worked to bury the bodies deep in the sand, finding some shorts that would fit him and he changed out of his uniform so he could stay cooler, doing the last of his search, he found someone, finally, he stayed close, having started a small fire and he checked the human over, "Good, you're awake" Came his deep voice, "Stay down, just in case you hit your head" He told him, continuing to check the man over.

The cruise had been so lovely. He was spending time with his fiancé on the boat, relishing in the moment they had together. That was until the cruise ship had hit something and started to go down. Once in the water, Evan lost his fiancé, and was now floating along alone. The male passed out on the small piece of the boat he had been holding onto. When he awoke, he noticed he was on the sand, staring up towards the sky. He blinked his eyes sharply, wondering where the heck he was and how he ended up on an island. Shifting up, Evan looked around quickly to see if anyone else was alive. "Hello?" He croaked out. Glancing about the island, praying he wasn't alone.

Name: Zefyr
Age: 40 years
Gender: Male
Species: White Saber Tiger
Role: Captain of the ship, one of only two survivors of the ship.

Name: Evan
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Role: random survivor on the cruise that had crashed. He managed to make it, unlike others who were on the ship.
Looks: Evan has dark black hair with light green eyes. He is thin and lanky, and is mostly natural height. Which is about 5'6".

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