Two Rivers Isle life is sweet, in the belly of the beast

There was something in the wildfire girl that did not like to give up.  She was stubborn and prideful to a fault; truthfully, she should have been done with Screech by now.  But she couldn't.  She gave a terse look in Niamh's direction before she crouched low to the ground, tongue flicking the air as she moved slowly towards the boy.  A good distance away she stopped and whined.  

I tried, she said warily to the boy who she should have no qualm leaving (or killing).  She knew he likely could not understand him, but still she made a point to let him know, If you survive this... before she gave him an indeciperhable look of hurt and trust that he did not earn.  You should stay away from here.  Far away from here.