It's hot. It so hot that I could almost fall drop dead on the ground. The heat wave coming from the sun is just burning my skin as I walk through this sand.
A few days ago my plane crash from this island. Thankfully it crashed near on it that I didn't needed to swim tirelessly looking for land. I was lucky. I was the only survivor in that trip with minor bruises and cuts. Last time I remember is that the captain of the plane warned us to brace ourselves for impact. I was seated near beside the window of the plane, two of the passengers seated at the first and second seats to me were unconscious as the plane was burning. I had to get out, and fast. I try grabbing one of the passengers out of the plane but because of the heat of the fire and how some of the others were fatally wounded that I couldn't save any one of them. Both of the passengers right next to me were still unconscious. There seatbelts were so tangled that I ran out of time to free them. The fire was getting closer. "I had to get out now!" ーwas what I thought in my mind and did so.
I felt bad that I couldn't save anyone. I try looking for some other survivors but to no luck at all ---they were all dead. It took me a moment to finally go looking for somewhere to camp as I cry at that terrible day.
3 days passed and now I'm walking looking for food. I had my fair share of experience in the wild when I was a kid. Camping was part of my childhood with my family back then. The only difference is that I'm the only one preparing everything.
I went looking for branches I could burn; I even went looking for food and shelter. Making sure to becareful for poison so that I can't fall to sickness. I stop caring what the food tasted like. If it was edible then that's just surely what I needed to eat for the day.
It was not that simple at first but after sometime I got kinda used to it. 7 days passed I moved on to another location to camp. I try not to go deeper in the forest, so that I avoid getting in danger by wild animals. I move to the location of where I was gathering for food, so that I could just not go far away from my camp.
That night when I woke up, the fire that I made illuminated the area that I camped at. The leaves surrounding the area reflected the fire's light as it's smoke rises up in the air. There at the corner of my eye I saw a figure of a person. I was startled at first when I noticed it sitting next to the fire and fell back on my butt. I was trying to take a look at it clearly a distance away from the fire, and what I discovered was surprisingly shocking.
A long gray haired girl wearing with a fur-like bikini. With a few of her skin being shown she looked like she was a prostitute on a brothel bar doing cosplays. It didn't even help that she had an animal ear on her head and her wolf-tail sticking behind her butt too. Surprisingly she has a bit of a built with her body, which I still can't figure out why she was wearing something like that in this island. She had a tanned skin that I thought she might had been here a bit longer than I'am.
It's been 7 days since I've seen people on this Island. I try forming words to say hello to the figure but as soon as she noticed my presence, she ran away deep in the forest.
3 days passed and the girl returned to my camp. I was about to decide on moving somewhere today but I kind of feel like I wanna wait for her to visit me again. This time I offered her some food that I still have left. At first she was still hostile at me and almost wanna ran away again, but I try to ease up the atmosphere by giving her the food. Hesitantly she accepted the offer and began to gobble up the fish that I cooked.
4 days later I moved to another location. It's been 2 weeks and a half since I crashed at this island. I found a new companion with me. The gray haired girl acted like an animal; with some of her clothes a bit out of place with her unusual acts. She would walk normally like a human but she sometimes crawls like an animal. She would help me with hunting animals that she almost crawl like a wolf chasing it. Sometimes she would act like a dog when barking at something or hauling in full moon nights. I almost couldn't sleep at those nights as I try to stop her from hauling. It was sometimes kinda lewd looking at her everytime she acted like a puppy now wanting for headpats. It was weird at first but she insisted it to be okay so I didn't question it. Her boobs would always touch my legs as I rub her head. I couldn't help but grew a boner with in those situations. She was now growing closer to me as the days passed by. It might be dangerous if I lower my guard too much that I might end up raping her out of lust. But I restrain myself and took care of it in nights that she falls asleep.
Several months passed and now I'm in a hut. I decided to build one as the weather was getting colder. I had the gray haired girl help me with some woods. She can now speak a little bit with the language I taught her, I named her Cali to make things convenient to call her something. Cali is from a pack of beast-races. A week before as I was passing by to get branches for the fire another beast-girl tried to attack me, but fortunately I was saved by Cali; whom who was just nearby as I was gathering. Cali won the fight and the other beast-girl scram. Cali explained it to me and that that was from another pack who lived on another post. She also mentioned her's as well and that she was outcasted out of her pack after some dispute with her parents. I try asking for more info of it but she just ended the conversation by ignoring my question.
A few days later another beast-girl came out to visit our hut. Cali was growling like a wolf as she sees her. I headed outside to check what Cali was growling at and sees the little creature. She was younger than Cali and has the same gray hair color as Cali's. Her outfit was a small fur swimsuit that was only strap straight under her armpit. She looked like she was injured and almost felt like she wanted to ran away as she notices me. She stumbled on her knees as she tries to escape; panicking as she was afraid of me catching her. But as she was about to get up, her strength left within her tiny body ended up getting herself fall down flat on the ground. I hurriedly ran over to her to help and carried her back in the hut to give her some treatment.
"....w... why?"
"She's hurt, and needed to be treated, Cali. No need to be hostile with her."
Cali was confused on why I let her in but I try convincing her that she's just an injured child in need of treatment. This one probably ran out of her home. She looked like she just got on a fight on some other wolves. Fresh bite marks on her shoulders and scratches on her back and arms. It was definitely a real fight. I decided to take care of her until she recovers but as time flies by and she got much better, she decided to stay and lived with us. And now I have 2 beast-races with me as companions.