Haunted Wood goosebumps

“What’s a young thing like you doing out far from your parents?”

Her hackles raised and the Fearghal child was quick to snap an answer at the woman. She left. Anger and bitterness heavily dripped off of the two words. She didn't stop to think that the stranger maybe didn't deserve her outburst — she just did what came to her. Right now that was being harsh and lashing out. They're gone. She spat again as the scowl only seemed to deepen on her face.