Continuing Sail's story

This is part of my Neopet, Sail's, life story, or something. I felt it needed to be added to for the first time in over a year, so why not do it on 750words?

TAG: Neopets

And so Sail headed out to sea under the guidance of the little blue weewoo that had sung to her each morning.

It was not easy going, with only a ramshackle raft and a poorly constructed paddle. But really, what did you expect from a creature with four legs?

She paddled along, the weewoo sitting on her shoulder for most of the journey, occasionally flying out a little way to ensure that Sail was staying on course. It soon became dark, and Sail had not managed to make much progress at all.

She put the paddle down for a few minutes, to rest; she looked up at the sky, and noticed it was beginning to fill with clouds. The fur on her back stood up as she worried about what she was going to do if there was a storm. Her raft wasn't equipped for it, that's for sure.

She managed to get some sleep that night, despite her rumbling stomach conspiring to keep her awake. It got cold, but she and the little Weewoo huddled together trying to stay warm.

Then, all of a sudden, Sail was woken up by a noise that is familiar to any sailor, and a noise that any sailor knows to dread. Thunder.

She got up immediately, grabbing her paddle in her mouth, and began furiously attempting to move the raft away from the storm. She wished now more than ever that she'd decided to rip her shirt up and make a sail out of it to attach to the raft; but she was too happy at finishing the raft to think of that. Stupid!

The weewoo chirped, clearly worried; it stayed sitting on Sail's shoulder, not wanting to fly out in the cold, in the wind. At least it wasn't raining, yet.

Sail paddled for what seemed like hours; the water became choppy, with huge waves coming up and drenching her, soaking her fur and shirt right through. The smell of salt water filled her world, and she wondered for a moment whether she should just lay down, give up, let the ocean take her.

But she wasn't about to let that happen. She redoubled her efforts and paddled even harder, hoping to get out of this awful mess. Fortunately, her weewoo companion had taken to the sky and stayed there, watching Sail, avoiding the oceans and managing to remain dry.

Sail looked up at her friend, smiling for a moment, thinking that perhaps everything would be okay. And then a wave came; a wave far larger than the others. This wave was final. This wave capsized the raft, and sent Sail into the cold, dark water.

~~~

Sail awoke some time later - maybe hours, maybe days; there was no way to be sure. She woke to the caress of cool water on her wet, ragged face.

She got up, looking at the land around her; she'd washed up on the beach, on a land far larger than the small island she was marooned on. She breathed a sigh of relief; surely this place would have other neopets on it, or, at the very least, food!

She staggered onto her tired paws, and began to walk along the beach. She could smell in the distance a familiar scent; that of a fish that had been washed up on the shore. She broke out into a run, and found her prize. It was a small fish, but a welcome meal to a lupe that hadn't eaten in who knows how long.

As she ate, she heard a familiar trilling. She looked up and saw the weewoo from before, flying around in circles above her, chirping merrily. Sail grinned, relieved her friend had survived the journey as well.

So, where do we go next? Is there a city nearby?

Sail asked the petpet. Again, it chirped happily and zipped off. Sail, energised from the meal, laughed and ran after it.

~~~

The journey to the town was a long one, but a plesant one. There was lots of countryside for Sail to run through, lots of snowbunnies and the like for her to snack on (no more half-rotted fish! hurray!). She knew that if she got to a city with a port, she'd be able to get herself onto a ship, and, maybe, somehow join another pirate crew.

They arrived in brightvale together, Sail and the weewoo. Sail had decided to name the weewoo Amy - after a pteri who had been on her old ship - and Amy seemed to approve of the name, happily sitting on Sail's shoulder and surveying the hustle and bustle of neopets at the market.

Sail was looked around, wanting to find a safe corner to spend the night in. Then, all of a sudden, she heard a voice that sounded familiar somehow, but a voice she did not recall ever hearing before.

Hey! You, with the bandanna!

The voice cried. A kindly-looking blumaroo walked up to her, a big grin on his face.

You wouldn't happen to have been abandoned on a pirate ship when you were a pup, were you?

Sail was confused.

Why do you ask?

She asked, guardedly. The blumaroo laughed again, and held out his paw for Sail to shake.

Well, kid, my name's Will. And if you were abandoned on a pirate ship as a pup, well, I know where your parents live!

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