The words echoed in her mind, etched themselves in forever memory - to claw at her and hurt her every so often. The waves crashed against her, thrusting her left to right. She battled for a single breath of air, but all she could see was the dark, flashing sky and all she could hear were the waves and the thunder. And just like that everything went black.
The soft hum of the breeze tickled her ears, the warmth of the sun invited her eyes to open. They on the other hand needed a few long moments to adjust to the intrusive light. When she came to her senses she felt the pain in her body. Dried blood stuck to her forehead from the hit she took against a rock last night. Her ribs hurt, probably from the same impact. She had bruises and cuts all over and she could feel her body cramp up as she tried to get up. A soft growl of annoyance and pain slipped out and she finally managed to push up into a sitting position, a paw raised to touch her head. She winced at the pain. "Fuck." She muttered and looked around. How ironic, she survived. If her father gets wind of this she'd be killed on sight.
She forced herself to get up and move away from the salty water, her mouth dry and her breath slow. Her paws dug into the softness of the sand and she could almost let herself stay there and just sleep. Another heavy breath, followed by a hitched exhale due to the pain in her ribs. What now?
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