Wheeling Gull Isle stranded

She had bitten him and shaken him and could taste blood in her mouth, yet he just kept coming at her, like he was unstoppable. She wouldn’t be able to kill him—she knew that now. He would kill her, surely. Nothing she did seemed to have any affect on him. He closed his jaws over her muzzle and she could not escape the grasp now. She was far too tired to even try. She would be dead in the next few seconds, anyways. She could see nothing beyond the jaws surrounding her muzzle, so she let her eyes closed. She was so tired… So tired…

So…

With a sigh, she passed out as he continued to grip her muzzle in his jaws. Her time in the ocean, tumbled about by the waves for who knew how long, seemed to have finally caught up with her. And if one did not look closely for the rise and fall of her chest, she would seem dead, rather than simply passed out.

Exit Strand! Feel free to do whatever as long as there’s no maiming or injuries that would have had to have been mentioned by now since I’ve had too many threads after this one.