The Castaways: a Survivors RP ~~**Players Needed**~~

Isabella sighed changing yet again, it wasn't as comfortable as the last one but she had sacrificed it for that ungrateful boy. And the one time- the one time she got to spend time with her parents they die!? Tears dripped out of her eyes that she roughly wiped away.
 
(Isabella put sterile gauze on the wound and he just threw it away?! Seriously she is getting no respect...)



Pilgrim grabed a branch and some palm leaves. He secured the branch on his leg so he could walk. He also grabbed a piece of flint and a smaller branch which he attached together to make a small knife. He slowly scraped the exess infection from his would "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Once he had finished he limped showing the large partly infected gash up his leg that had been reinforced by the branch. To the camp where everyone else was carrying his blood covered knife...
 
Isabella sighed changing yet again, it wasn't as comfortable as the last one but she had sacrificed it for that ungrateful boy. And the one time- the one time she got to spend time with her parents they die!? Tears dripped out of her eyes that she roughly wiped away.


Isabella didn't know what to do but she needed food, her stomach rumbled she had to find a way to get back!
 

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