The island was massive, but the village was small and dainty, the jungle took most of the space around the village, but paths had been paved for both ways toward the Sacrificial site peering the Volcano and to the fishermen docks. Her hands and feet had many cuts and bruises all over them, her hair was in tangled knots that only reached her shoulders unwashed and almost moldy looking. She had no parents and the villagers had named her Taka meaning trash. She had the duties of offering the sacrifices; being animal or human, to Pachi Lipepi the Water Dragon Deity. Being so dangerous and known to eat villagers it was yet another great job tasked to the Taka of the village. For who cared if she died to him, what an honorable sacrifice she would give the villagers upon her death.
She was standing in front of the dinning hut hoping to catch any leftovers heading towards the trash, for this is how she survived; off the leftovers/scraps of the other villagers. As one of the main fishermen were finishing his plate and had many glorious crumbs and pieces of fish left over on the plate she was smiling of glee to potentially filling her stomach from the long week without such a great break through, but sadly the fishermen scoffed at her and passed her by
"You deserve no leftovers straight from my plate" his greasy well fed mouth muttered right before dumping everything off his plate on the ground outside the hut in front of the dogs. The Taka leaped for the remains before the dogs could scruff it all down, getting bit and stepped on by the dogs she shoved a few remaining pieces of fish and bread crumbs in her mouth.