Wheeling Gull Isle stranded

Wow I was trying to write this for like an hour and this all that came out. Wow.
Round 2/3
Attack: 4/20 (Discord)

She was immediately knocked to the ground. Her arrogance whooshed out of her with her breath and she hit the sand. He was climbing on top of her now. She could feel his body on her, feel his hot breath. She panicked and tried to throw him off, but she was so weak. Her limbs felt like lead, her head swam. Already, she was losing this fight. She bucked and snapped her teeth to no avail. Her heart sank. She was going to die. It was not fair. She’d survived the sea’s wrath, the anger of the storm, the waves that had grabbed at her and dragged her down. She had survived all that. Now she would be killed by a raving wolf, her own kind. All because of her own stupidity.