Peach stood up and looked around. She started walking toward the forest behind her. Along the way, she found a lonely land turtle and a perfectly smooth rock. She took the turtle, naming it Lady, and the rock with her.
She and Lady found some discarded sticks and branches, along with some large fig leaves. Peach took the branches and leaves with her back to the shoreline and started making her island house.
It took 3 days, but it was worth it. Peach, now wearing her tattered-up plane clothes, and Lady looked at the completed house.
It had branches for support, fig leaves for the roof, vines for the walls, with less for the fount of it, and a hollow bamboo stick sticking out for water with all of her stuff inside.
Speaking of which, inside was a laid-out blanket for her to sleep on, a silky cloth folded up for a pillow, her stuff in the top right corner, another silky cloth for Lady, and a hunted pig Peach had caught the day before for food.
End of Chapter 3
AN: This story process is taking quicker than I thought.