Wave Without A Shore

They'd touched to shore for a little while and Jiao was preparing to go into town and trade for what they needed; a list of ingredients, clothing, toiletries (of a very rudimentary sort) in her hands. Still, they were going to be at the port for a while, so she had time for a walk; glad to get out of the ship full of boisterous human men, she had happily headed down the beach, wings shining in the sunlight. Stretching her arms up and yawning, tired after several terrible nights sleep (getting used to nights on the ship had been a challenge), Jiao thought she might go to sit down for a moment, so she headed towards the edge of the jungle, where she could find some shade and the familiar awing of leaves and trees. As she walked towards the foliage, she became aware of someone sat there; hard to see almost, because of his (honestly, quite horrible) clothes, which blended into the surroundings. Jiao wanted to rest, but this person intrigued her; as she flitted up with her wings to get closer, she asked: "Are you hiding on purpose?" JIAO Some girls fight hard Some face the trial Some girls were just meant to smile