I’m gonna be fearless

Sedna was too proud to be embarrassed someone had seen her little tantrum at the tree (she was known to yell at the sky during storms, so this was nothing really). Instead, she leaned into the leaders touch and kept looking up at the tree with eyes narrowed in a glare, lips pulled back to reveal teeth in defiance of gravity and tides. It wouldn’t even be an issue if she’d been able to find some of the nut sized cones, on the ground, where they belonged. The audacity of some plants and the sea itself!

She was too annoyed to be mindful of the way she spoke, "I was tryin’ ter get some cypress cones cos they’re good fer stress and troubled breathin’ an’ keep infection away but the tide washed ‘em all out, an’ in a pinch yer can use the leaves or branches but I can’t even get one o’ those!" She huffed dramatically, as though personally attacked by the days turn of events.

"speech".