The waves crashed against the beach's shore. The smell of the salt and sea permeating the area as a girl was carried in along with one of the waves, washing up onto the shore. Her bleach blond hair mixing in with the sand as she lay unconscious. After a few minutes, June awoke groaning and sitting up as the sand fell from her soaked shorts and shirt. "What..." She blinked a few times looking out over the vast seemingly infinite sea in front of her. "Where... am I..."
An androgynous voice groans out beside her, as a feminine boy with brown hair, coughed and pushed himself up in the sand next to her. "I don't know... who are you?" He shakes his head a little and looks her over before blushing and looking aside. His own clothes were barely ribbons, which could only suggest the state of her own.
June nearly collapsed from the shock of the boy's arrival, looking down at her clothes seeing that they only barely covered her breasts and hips. "I um... I am June." She tried to stand up fully, her knees quivering from soreness. "What's your name? And more importantly where are we?" She looked back towards the island behind them seeing nothing but thick jungle and forestry.
The boy smiles nervously. "Well, My name is Jesse, and as for where we are?" He looks around a bit "I...kind of don't know. I just woke up on the beach to the sounds you were making." He tries to think a little bit, ending up with his hands on his head. "I... remember the sea... drowning, and obviously my name."
June frowned, starting to take shaky steps walking over to Jesse. Falling onto her knees in front of him to continue their conversation. "Well, I guess we have that in common. I just remember a massive storm and shaking... and welp now I'm here." She reached over patting his shoulder.
"I guess we are in this together. What do you say we go see if we can find a cave or something to set up a base?" She smiled softly trying to encourage Jesse, her eyes showing the fear and uncertainty she was experiencing clearly.
Jesse nods a little bit "Yeah, we need to figure out what we have available for food and well... hopefully a source of freshwater." He gently puts his hand on June's shoulder, rubbing a little as he presses down the embarrassed feeling, knowing that they needed to be serious right now.
June nodded before starting to walk towards the inner island. Almost immediately starting to wince at the rocky uneven ground not being helped by her shoes only barely hanging onto her feet, the soles entirely gone. "You're right, here hoping this place isn't crawling with animals." She chuckled nervously as she led the way through the thick forestry, not having any real path to follow and just heading straight as she could.
Jesse has her stop as he gathers sticks and some thick grasses. "I don't know how I remember how to do something like this, but I have an idea." He guides June to sit down on a rock before tying the sticks together into a sort of sandal. He repeats the process to make himself a pair to go with what he makes for June. He then gently ties it to her foot. "Here, we shouldn't run or anything, but this should at least make it easier on our feet." He smiled softly.
June gave a weak thumbs up before standing back up and continuing their walk. "Here's to hoping we aren't the only people on this island, but given the already heavily forested appearance I doubt it..." She sighed as they continued their walk. After nearly two hours straight of walking quietly between trees, the pair approached a clearing. "Oh thank gods."
Jesse looked it over, there were a few fruit trees and something that looked like cabbage growing. He then walked over to a stream and knelt down to take a handful of water before sipping it. "Well, food and water, I'd consider this lucky."
"I would say, almost too much so... " June started walking around, looking over the variety of fruit available, eventually stopping at an apple tree. "Well, do you want some fruit while we take a break?" She smiled, picking two apples before walking over to sit next to Jesse. "It's not like we are on a real time table. I've not seen any form of cliff or cave in the distance so far, so no need to rush ourselves."
He nods and takes a bright red apple from her, and biting into it. "Yeah, if we can't find a cave, maybe we can figure out a good way to camp out near here. And even if we find a cave, we should make sure we know our way here unless we find another spot closer to the cave."
June nodded while eating her apple. "Yeah, I've got an idea to help us keep track." She leaned down grabbing the rock from the river, before standing up and walking over to some trees starting to chip off some wood in the shape of an F. "We can put F's on the way here, and away from here, so we will know where a good food source is."
Jesse smiles, "That is a good idea." He starts to look at some of the thinner rocks, and takes one that looks like a long arrowhead, getting some of the spare grass that he had used to make their shoes and wrapping it around one end. "This isn't too sharp, but a little could go a long way, at least in cutting some vines or something."
"At least you know how to do this kinda thing." June chuckled, taking the knife, before looking back at the fruit trees. "Hey, Jesse, while I lead, can you hold some fruit in case we can't make it back before night falls?" She twirled the makeshift knife, heading over and grabbing a few more ripe apples.
Jesse nods and grabs a few, before taking some of the oversized leaves, and wrapping them to make a sort of bag. Filling it with the apples June collected, and grabbing one of the cabbages. "It might not taste as good, but this should at least provide a bit more to fill us up."
"Yeah, here's to hoping!" June gives a thumbs-up, before starting to mark the trees that would act as their path to return to this grove. The march onwards continued, the sun beginning to set on the first day of their travels. During one of their breaks, the pair could see small plumes of smoke in the sky. "HOLY HELL, SMOKE!"
"Let's go check it out!" Jesse clutched the leaves holding their food, starting to sprint in the smoke's direction, stopping every once in a while, so they could keep marking the trees back to their food source.