Please don't pay too much attention to the shore

[prayerstoapollo]

Right off the beach, near the trees, there is a small inlet that's perfect for skinny-dipping. (Or bathing, if the mood takes you.)  It's quiet and secluded, and one of the better places to relax on the island, if the mood takes you.  On the shoreline of said inlet, there is a pile of clothes and a pair of sandals.  There is also a beautiful young woman surfacing from the water, but for the moment she's covered by the water.  She looks around, blinks, and frowns.  It's an island, true.  But it's not the island she's accustomed to.  After ascertaining there's no one around, she makes a quick dash for the shore; finds a convenient bush to duck behind, and changes.  Once that's done, she grabs a decent-sized stick and breaks it in half, to have it at hand just in case.

"Where am I?" She demands fiercely, looking around for any sign of inhabitants.  "This is not Themyscira."

Typist: Resistance was futile.  Presenting Artemis, the Amazon second-in-command from Wonder Woman.  Careful.  She tends to bite.  If by bite you mean stab and possibly seriously hurt.