CW || Depart or Die

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Another wave. More Water. Swim Faster. Left Behind. Those were all the things that berated poor Seekers mind as they swam now, all that over thinking was thrown to the wind when her will for survival sparked in her. Thats all that mattered now, that next hoof stroke, closing her eyes against a mist of salt water, taking a breath before a waved rolled her under. But as they progressed further on the waves didn't seem to cap as much as before and they pushed her and the rest of the travelers up and over with them. The motion almost made the mare sick but she would keep going regardless, everyone counted on them. Their home had been a wasteland now from the fires, much like Seeker's own life now. 

The flames had injured her father and a following infection had festered and claimed his life and her mother had been long passed now. Seeker had not come out of that unscathed herself, taunt scars on her saddle area and chest had shown where a large branch fell on her back and where she pushed through burning brush to get her father out of a fire's death.

Those scars sang with pain now, the salt rubbing the freshly healed skin too much. She was sure by the end of this they would be open and bleeding. Snorting out some water that had filled her nose she continued not lingering on that thought. They had to make it to the Bachelors home or they would starve. Suddenly a jolt through Seekers leg startled her at first but soon she realized they had finally reached a part of the land bridge that they could walk on and she could see others trying to trot through the rising and ebbing waves. Sometimes it would lift her from the bridge and she would be swimming again, but soon her hooves would feel something more solid. She thanked the stars for this, as the mare could see the others were weakening as well. 

"An island ahead"

She heard something from ahead call out and she lifted her head to look. Sure enough a small jut of land showed, she realized now she had been too focused on her survival to even notice it. Now she also saw the dark clouds that were rolling about, there would be a storm. That explained the rough sea now, and she thanked something or rather again this time for the island. As the group made land she felt stronger and offered to take first scout and watch and a patter of rain started. They would continue on once it cleared.......