Tinkerbell rolled her eyes, it was bad enough that she was frequently a target for the lost boys, now there was a bratty girl too. This truly was hell. The spark of concern she had felt for the child quickly left when she opened her mouth.
"You keep telling yourself sweetheart and if you find that big tiger that roams this jungle well, it will be a good day for him now won't it?" She was small but the girl would be a tasty treat for her friend the tiger.
Tinkerbell didn't have a lot of friends on the island, but the animals (well the bigger ones at least) were her allies. They helped keep the lost boys away from her tree and her possessions.
Tink wondered if she should follow the girl but decided against it, helping got her into trouble and if she was already in Neverland than the girl was trouble, either a witch or Peter's new obsession. That boy didn't know when to leave things well alone.
Tink shook her head and started back down the trail, the one which the little girl was now following as well. "Just so you know, I'm not following you." Tink informed her. "My house is nearby."