Arion lifted his head up when he heard the waves. The pain instantly came, so he dropped his head and turned to the side, seeing a bunch of people comforting eachother, but most importantly, they were on an island. "I'm pretty sure I was on a plane before..." He got up and took a look out to the sea, hoping he could find the tail of the plane, but the search was in vain. He looked around the island and saw a forest nearby. He would need to get food and supplies, along with shelter and he'd need the help of the others. [i]I'm glad I was flying to my grandparents on my own... But what will my family think? I'm probably just assumed dead.[/i] He then approached the group of people and stayed silent, listening to the conversations, trying to find out if they had a plan. Of course, Arion had a plan forming in his mind already.