He woke up when the sound of waves clashed on to wood and rock, it was relaxing, refreshing and downright peaceful. The sound of a beach where laughter and smiles should be heard, but it was lighter and more quiet. There were also sound of creaking and scratching as if something rigged was scraping the exterior of another. It took quite a while, but Atsuin finally realized that they were no longer rocking along the sea. They were docked along something in a slanted manner, he felt like he was sliding because he was. It was a tiny slide, but a slide nonetheless. He crawled out of the tent space and realized that he was correct. Their boat was no longer sailing. They were docked on a small island of sorts. It was unexpected.
He took in his environment and realized that if they were not docked properly it meant that they crash docked here or drifted; either way he just glad they were alive. The only that bugged him was his partner in crime, Juri. He looked around the island for maybe she was out and about, but she was not there because she was asleep near the fire pit. Her body was cold and slightly wet. He guessed that she fell asleep sometime last night and just didn't wake up.
"Hey wake up" He shook her awake until she opened he eyes.