[Flashback] Shipwreced Soul

[Stag Fern]

Day 65 Summer, 510 AV

The third time he opened his eyes he was on a beach. He could smell the salt and at times feel the spray of the water his things happened to be all with him his axe and his knife were all there and his backpack was still attached to his back but this wasn't a good thing at all.Stag was cold, hungy but all of those are nothing compared to the soreness he had all over. he didn't want to move it hurt whenever he moved his neck but he had to he couldn't remember how he got here though and he knew if you can't move your a dead man.

First he tried moving his fingers it hurt but atleast they moved a little then he checked his arms they hurt even more but atleast they moved. Now came the hard part he tried to stand first he would do a painful push-up and then try to get on his feet. He got on started to walk stumbled and lay back on the sand a few feet from where he was. His body laid face down but this time he tried to drag himself but with each meter he moved forward his vision grew blurry and the pain intensified intil it was too much to bear and he finally collapsed on the sand fast asleep.

Stag woke up this time it was dark so he assumed it was dawn. Still tired but now hungry when he tried to move it didn't bother him that much but now it was like a fire in his belly. This time moving was alot easier this time it hurt a bit but now he could have been exercising and not complain. He reached for his backpack reached for asome dried meat and chomped ad chewed the food swallowing it without savouring. He didn't need to the moment the food touched his mouth the taste was overwhelming. He suddenly stopped and listened he heard a howl of a wolf. Reaching for his axe and standing up he was ready. He could smell the wolf almost taste it he followed his nose sniffing savouring the meal to come. Out came the wolf. Time stood still between wolf and boy the next few moments was untamed ferocity just radiating off them. Stag was vicious the wolf hungry but in the end stag was victorious and preceeded to lighting a fire. He made a standard stone circle lit the fire over flint and knife and then went to skinning the animal and taking it's claws and teeth. skewering sticks through flesh he cut he paced it near the fire while he tried removing one of it's claws. while doing his work on removing the claws the smell of the meat was making him deliorious or was it the loss of blood either way his head felt light and then he remembered what happened to him.

He was on a boat heading to Nyra. It was a stormy day the wind and rain heavy the crew deep in anticipation. Stag was on the bow he never once been on the sea and he loved everything about it. The boat went over an unexpected wave and some of the crew and Stag fell over. Stag fought for his life on the seait was alot harder than swimming in still water he then landed on this beach where he woke up.

After eating the meat, getting the claws and teeth and resting a bit he saw a glimpse of light an orange light. He knew what that meant a city is here just follow the light and he will have a bed maybe some money. He quickly stuffed the wolf skin with teeth and claws and ventured towards the light.