Blackbeak Bluff I'm sending the raven

mireille cracked one egg and then another, licking yolk from the shells. a gull alighted with a harsh caw, and she whirled with lips lifted, warning it back with a harsh and guttural growl. only then did she notice the man, and heard his voice.
the enormous scarred stranger was speaking. mireille kept up the sulky roil of her hackles, displaying that he too would meet the business end of her teeth if he tried anything. she was quietly terrified, but she was a daughter of the sea through and through, so refused to show it.
"de eggs," she said, gesturing to the gutted nest. "scare dem away an' you have five minutes to ga'ter all you be wantin'." 
her gaze probed curiously, but mireille kept her tense distance, not only for the fact he was unknown to her but the fact also he was a man.