Stranded...

[Angder]

Fout moved over to Geoff. "you... you OK? I need to ask. do you have a phone I can borrow?"

[Farewell]

Her hand shut his mouth. "I know, you are not... You came from plane." She was stressed with work and gathered things together.

[Alistair]

Alistair proudly strutted over to Zaida with the pork carcass that still had thick meat on it, presenting it proudly.

[The Past]

"Y-yeah..." He fished his phone out of his pocket and handed it to Fout.

[Angder]

Fout, upon realizing it to does not work, immediately dismantles it.

[Farewell]

She sighed. "I'm sorry but no can escape..." She huffed. "I try but.." She found it hard to explain about the electronics so pointed to fout struggling with the electronic devices. "And" she then pointed in the water. "Giant beats" she made her paws imitate a large animal jaw.

[The Past]

Geoff barely reacted to his phone being dismantled. He sighed and rubbed his head.

[Angder]

"Does not work?" fout stated. "Yes I know but why? WHY?"

[Alistair]

Alistair flattened his ears and began to take off with the meat, rolling his eyes at the fact that his hard work wasn't rewarded.

[Farewell]

Zaida looked at angder. "None work..." She sighed. "Island made plane crash" she said. "I watched it happen" she said quietly.

[The Past]

Hearing Zaida's words, Geoff quietly swore.

[Chains]

Name: Mark "Chains" Parkson
Species: Red Fox
Age:20
Sex: Male
Clothing:Blue t-shirt, Boot cut pants, combat boots, long brown trench coat and a leather felt fedora hat. destroyed in the crash though.
Weapons: Chain with an arrow at the end and two Revolvers
Home: United States, Nevada,
Job: Bounty hunting
Personality: calm, helpful and kind. He likes to keep the piece. gives everyone the benefit of the doubt and has a bad temper. though he is able to cool down quickly.

I was on the plane.

[Farewell]

She huffed. "I am not stupid... I studied... Look" she pointed to a large boat stuck against the rock just out in the water, then pointed to a few jets down the beach. "They crashed here, along the island you will find more... I just do not know how it does"

[Alistair]

Alistair dropped the pork, jaunting back to the wreckage when he heard some movement, "orwm?"

[Chains]

I crawled onto the beach, finaly reaching the island. I was panting, my tongue hanging out. I was wet and soaking, my coat feeling heavy. I had my hat in one hand, it was all torn up and in shreds.
"Dang," i mutter tossing my hat to the side. exhosted, I colapse on the ground.