Shipwrecked! ( Open )

[Pony]

"Ugh, Qu'est-ce qui se passe??". Fleur blinked once, then twice, trying to make sense of her surroundings. At first, everything seemed like a blur. After but a brief moment, her vision began to focus and she began to regain her wits. Slowly, she could hear the sound of the tides, smell the humid ocean air, and see the yellow beach sand stretching out before her. She rubbed her eyes. "Où suis-je?" The white mare shook her head, trying to get the kinks out and, and slowly stood up, getting on her hooves.

She remembered now; there had been an accident! Her cruise ship had run into a terrible storm. The last thing she could remember was trying to make her way for a life raft, and well, she must have hit her head and gone unconscious. How terrible! Now she stood here alone, on the sandy shores, surrounded by small bits and pieces of the ship. Various fragments were scattered about down the coastline.

Rubbing the side of her head, Miss Fleur set off to look for any other signs of ponies. She had no idea where she was, but she had to find someone. Perhaps... some of the cruise passengers were here as well. Perhaps even, there might be some kind of locals to help her. Either way, she had to find out.

[Snowshoe]

Last night, Wind Rider had just put his head down on a nice, soft bed when the call came to him. He had never actually been this busy before, or on a job this important. The call had come from a pegasus pony had said that he was securing his rowboat in the storm when he swore he saw lights on the horizon go out, then found Wind's cabin and woken him, after informing the authorities of course. Wind Rider had then woken and gone to find the staging area for the rescue effort, but due to the storm nopony had been able to get airborne and get boats out until the morning came.

Now, the familiar form of the pegasus in the wide-brimmed hat was arcing across the ocean, circling repeatedly in his designated zone. Everypony was safe and sound, thankfully, but a few of the rafts were still being found adrift, and according to the passenger list, one mare was still unaccounted for.

Wind Rider had made it a personal mission to make sure she came back safe and sound.

An island stretched out below him. Small, but still visible. He banked a little lower to look it over. He could spot a bit of debris down there, but that was it. Then again, the shadows of the trees covered a lot of the beach. He thought he saw movement, but couldn't be sure. Celestia be praised this was tough. This was nothing like finding a colt lost in the woods, or somepony's sailboat adrift near the shore and hauling it back. This was possibly somepony's life at risk, and here he was, unable to find her. Letting out a sigh, Wind Rider flew to t he far end of the island, dipped a little lower, and circled back around it.