[center][h3][color=f26522]Nona Wembley[/color][/h3][/center]
[center][b][color=f26522]The Big Island, 10:43PM[/color][/b][/center]

The wave crashed over Nona's unconscious form, startling her from her peacefully passed out state do to the sudden shock of the cold sea water and the need to cough it out of her lungs. Nona swiftly pushed up off the wet sand to be on her hands and knees, hacking and cough the ocean out of her body with watery eyes. Chocolate brown eyes blinked away the forming tears, trying to get her breathing under control as she glanced at her surroundings and trying to remember all that happened or why she was here. It took a few moments before the memory of the crash slammed back into her mind, making Nona sit back to stare at the dense forest in front of her and ignoring the water that was lapping around her waist since it hardly mattered if she was wet at this point. Nona knew she should be grateful, even lucky to have survived at all but she really wasn't. The thought of being alone and stuck on some forsaken island with no one trying to find her didn't sit completely well. Her body ached horribly, bruises probably already forming and her head felt as if someone had hit her with a bat repeatedly and to make matters worse it was making everything spin more by the second as she tried to stay sitting up. 

She shakily pushed herself to stand, carefully moving away from the shores edge to be in a safer position from the waves though she didn't get extremely far before tripping back into the awaiting sand but at least she was out of the waters way now. Nona felt so dizzy that she thought she might get sick and decided that she was going any further tonight. Other survivors and finding fresh water could wait till morning and with that thought in mind she flipped carefully onto her back, looking up at the thousand of glittering stars. It would have been a dazzling sight if the circumstances had been different but now it made her want to drift asleep once more even if it was a stupid idea. Nona tried to stay awake as long as she could but all she wanted to do was rest and so the minutes ticked by, slowly her eyes drooped and before long she was in dream land once again. 

[center][b][color=f26522]The Big Island, 8:04AM[/color][/b][/center]

A shriek from multiple seagulls had been her unwelcome alarm clock, causing the red head to groan as she tried to blink her eyes open only to shut them once more and throw an arm over her face at the brightness of the sun. If she didn't know better, she would have said she was hung over because of the massive headache she had been graced with that morning but logic told her that is more likely than not that she had a slight concussion and much of hit her head pretty good. Nona carefully picked up her head a bit, moving her arm from her eyes to feel through her hair. It didn't seem like there was any blood or gash but it was definitely sensitive in a certain area. She would have to take it careful since more likely than not she would be dizzy when walk or doing certain things for the next few days. It could have been worse but still not the best of situations.[color=f26522]"I'll just relax here a few more moments and then head out to search."[/color] she sighed to herself.