Wheeling Gull Isle healing

The girl turned towards her, startled. Strand was feeling proud that she’d managed to startle her, but the girl’s words pissed her off. “Yeah,” she said, loudly. “My island. The sea swallowed me and spit me out here. The sea will not kill me so easily. I already fought off a man who would have taken it for himself.” This was a lie. That was not why she had fought the man, and she didn’t think he’d wanted to take anything from her. But she wasn’t going to tell the girl that. “So it’s mine,” she concluded, sneering at her. “You got a problem with that?”

Some voice in the back of her mind was screaming at her to shut. up. before she got into another pointless fight, but she wasn’t about to listen to that voice and be deemed a coward by some pup younger than her. She was the boss here, and the girl would accept that or she would leave.