Wheeling Gull Isle into the water, let it pull him under

Orochi was back to his usual routine; using trees and driftwood as punching bags. He couldn't go around asking everyone here to fight (even though he really wanted to), so this was the next best thing.

He was lunging at a tree when he saw the woman wash to shore. At first he thought it was just another pile of rubbish that had found its way to the island. It was hard to make out details from the edge of the forest. But then it began to move.

Orochi's training session was cut short. He hid himself behind the tree and squinted at the figure. She couldn't be one of theirs could she? Only one way to find out.

Hey! He emerged from his cover and stomped towards her with his head held high. Who are you?