The ocean was calmly moving below. The only thing separating Winnie from the water. Sitting on the edge of the water. That’s Winnie was doing. Various thoughts swirled throughout her head. … … … The boat jerked. … Winnie’s body went hurling off the edge. The salty water stung her burns. The water didn’t seem so calm anymore. Her body was hurling around the waves. Her claws desperately tried to catch back on the boat. Too late. She had been pushed too far away. Panic slowly filled her. She started having a panic attack. Water slowly filled her lungs. Then a savior. A large hunk of driftwood was floating above. She hooked her claws unto the wood. She was on. Safe. Dry. She panted for a little bit. Then… she passed out. Pure inky blankness. Alone at sea.
The final bad bit of Winnie’s arc for a while! The result of this is a more anxious and skittish personality for a few moons [and a future arc hehe] Side note: Winnie will be missing from the clans for a short time, lost at sea.
