The Legend of the Isles of Doom: Stranded *Begins*

[Jerichi]

Karson
Rodela
Karson looked around, seeing that most of everyone was awake, and that some had built huts. A few were still in the procces of doing so, but were well on their way. Some were still uncountous, but for the most part, everyone was here. Rex and Fetra were still dumping dry pieces of driftwood in a pile. "Alright." Karson started. "Fetra, can you just shoot a little bit of fire at the pile, just to light the fire?" She nodded, and did so. "The next thing to do is to seal the cracks. I want Rex to apply sand the best he can to the cracks. Then I want Fetra to seal it with some fire, Ok?" They both nodded and went to work.

 

[ESPEON FOREVER]

Phoebe
Rodela
"Okay," Phoebe said, looking at the pile of leaves Razor brought back. "Now, I'll need your help to cover the branches with these, Razor." The pidgeot grabbed some leaves with his talons and obediently flew off. At least now he's listening, she thought. Lifting some palm leaves, Phoebe began stabbing the tree's branches through leaves, until her small pile was depleted, then got some more. With Razor helping, it was done sooner than she had expected. The whole branch-covered area of the tree had a layer of palm leaves over it. Razor climbed under a branch and up to a higher one, closing his eyes and trying to sleep. "Well, this'll work. But I can't sleep at all. There's no reason not to stay awake though. I could walk a little," Phoebe said just loud enough for Roxy to hear. She got up with an eager snarl, walking to Phoebe. "Okay, you wanna come too?" Ameri ran out of the tree, staring up at her trainer with eyes that asked, Would you really leave me here alone? "You can come too Ameri, while Razor can stay. The large bird was sound asleep, so there was no point in waking him up. Phoebe began to leave her shelter area, with Ameri on her shoulder and Roxy at her side.