Chapter 1: The Boat
The sun shines bright into my eyes as I stand on the sand of the island. I have been on this uncharted island alone for more than eight year. I was fucking lucky enough to hit a rock and end up here. I'm glad I didn't end up dead like the rest of my family, horrible right? Ten years old and abused until that night the boat struck a rock. Everyone died but me. I washed up on this lovely little island. Oddly enough a pack of panthers took me in.
According to the sun and the moon it's my birthday today. I'm officially eighteen, not like anyone is here to celebrate with me and I'm not that excited. Of course I'm super thankful for what I have but other humans would be nice for once.
A sigh escapes my lips. I undress and run into the water for a quick bathing. I scrub everywhere needing to hurry before the march of the monkeys happens. The monkeys here are fucking crazy: they run the whole island once a year, usually landing on my birthday. They are loud as fucking fuck and I hate it.
I finish up and get out shaking my head and body: water flying everywhere. I grab my clothes and put them on. My clothes aren't much really. Just my old clothes stretched out and sewn back together to make weird half shirts, that only cover just below my breasts leaving my rock hard belly showing, and pants that are more of a weird skirt. They were the easiest things I could make.
I walk into the forest and head to the cave where my pack is. I'm greeted by Jasper, as I call him. He kind of acts like my father in a way; protective and what not, he's also pack leader. I pat his head and he purrs loudly, "Hey Jazzy." I giggle and sit against the cave wall, the little cubs come and climb on me. I play with them throughout the day as the march goes on. We can hear screeching and weird yelling. It finally calms down around sundown.
I get up for my nightly stroll, "I'll be back you guys." I kiss each of their heads but Jasper's as he gets ready to come along. I walk out and he follows beside me. I make my way to the beach. We get there and Jasper sits under a tree while I walk the beach singing a song. My mind goes elsewhere, not hearing the horn from across the ocean at first. Jasper does though. He runs to me, standing in front of me I stop until I stop walking, "What's going on Jasper?" I crouch down beside him and look off to the direction he's facing and that's when I see it.
A white fancy boat is heading this way, towards the island. I gasp; they must be lost. Jasper lets out a growl and nudges me away from the water. I turn and we both run back to the cave, Jasper running at my pace to make sure I get back safely.
We get into the cave and settle for the night, with Jasper pacing back and forth in front of the cave entrance. I lay my head down on Lena, the motherly one who always makes sure I eat and such. The cubs curl up around and on top of me until they find a comfortable spot and fall soundly asleep. I doze off soon after.