[Wildy~ =3]

Originally Posted by ~Wild Moon~

Melody woke up to the smell of blood. She sat up, ignoring the headache she had, and looked frantically from side to side. "Wild!" she called out. "Wild!" As she called out for her sister, she looked at the scene: she was in the wreaked plane. All around her, jagged bits of metal scattered the interior of the plane. Above her, there were long, jagged openings. She saw that many of the other passengers hadn't survived. She got up, ignoring the pain in her leg, and hobbled forward to grab her backpack. It hadn't flown far. She went through an opening, and began to search for Wild. She found her plush wolf ears and tail on the sandy ground in front of her. She put them on, hoping Wild would recognize her.
On a sheet of metal, there was a purple suitcase. A few feet away, on a bed of golden flowers stained with blood, there was a girl. Her long hair was spread out, and she wore brown tabby cat ears and tail. Two cuts ran down her face, deep enough to scar but not overly serious. There were many other cuts that required more attention.
After 5 minutes of searching, Melody still couldn't find Wild. She wouldn't give up, but she was expecting the worst at this point. "Wild!" she called out, tears forming in her eyes.
The girl stirred a little, but couldn't respond.
Melody sat down, letting the tears fall. She remembered the lyrics to a song on Youtube and whispered them to herself quietly.
"Knock Knock
"Who's There?
"Not My
"Laughter
"I Am
"Drowning
"Falling
"Faster
"Racing
"On The
"Tracks The
"Answer's
"Just A-
"-Nother
"Shattered
"Flower"
The girl stirred again, but still couldn't do much.
Melody looked up, as she had thought something moved in the woods. Spotting the suitcase, she ran towards it, the lyrics to the song in her mind. When she made it there, she smiled. It was the right suitcase. She looked around, but didn't notice the girl at first. When she spotted the girl, her eyes widened. "Wild!" she exclaimed, running over.

Wild didn't move.
"Wild," Melody whispered, shaking her. "Please wake up."
Wild opened her eyes a little. "..... M.... Melody..." she said, almost too quiet to hear.
"You're alive," Melody said, tears still running down her face.
"Melody..... Wh-Where are we?" Wild asked, her voice a little louder than before.
"An island.... I think," Melody replied.
Wild tried to sit up, but flopped back down. "Ow," she said.
Melody couldn't help but smile. She picked Wild up and carried her to the beach. She then went to the suitcase and took it to Wild.
Wild had finally managed to sit up, but it still hurt.
"Wild, where did you put the first aid kit?" Melody asked.
"In the main compartment. It couldn't fit anywhere else," Wild replied.
Melody nodded and took the huge first aid kit out. They had stocked it up well, even though all they had planned to do in London was camp for a few days and hold a concert. She took out the roller bandages, one of the two bottles of rubbing alcohol and the ointment. She then began to bandage Wild's legs. When she was finished with that, she grabbed ridiculously huge bandages they got just for fun and used two of them to bandage Wild's face. She bandaged a few other cuts and then she was finished.
Wild had held still the entire time. "Now it's your turn," she said, and began to bandage Melody's leg. When she was done, she checked for other injuries, but could only find a bruise on her head. "Dang it. I knew we should've brought the cooler," she said.
"Yeah. You have a bruise too," Melody replied. "Maybe the cooler would've been a good idea." She sighed. "Well, at least they aren't too bad."
"Agreed," Wild responded.