Clones-a Fanfic

Imagine, you start the day like normal. Nothing out of the ordinary happens. My day normally starts out like this. I wake up, go hunting, bug Korramyr to make me a cake, chitchat with friends, tend to my herb garden, hang out with my fish friends, read, heal a few wounds here and there. Not in that particular order, but that's my day. My name's Shiningwater, but everyone I know calls me Shine. I'm the Seawing Healer. I like my like my life like this. Carefree, easy, nothing really big I need to worry about.
But, I was talking with Avian earlier-he's a good friend of mine, one of my friends and I can give and receive insults from, and I know they don't mean anything-when he brought something up. I've always been harsh with him, not for any particular reason, but he provokes me into it. I'm gonna guess this started after I healed OceanFlare with my powers. I was kinda grumpy when I was recovering from that. But, anyway, the joke was that-since I'ma a Healer- I'm the Princess(or Queen, depending on the occasion) of Life. But just a while ago, he called me a tyrant queen. I know he was joking, that's the way our relationship works: we insult each other. But it got me thinking; do I have the capability, the personality, the know-how, the drive, to be one? I don't want to find out. I don't think I do. I'm a a Healer; I wasn't built or wired to fight and kill. I probably couldn't do it. But...eh. I'm worrying over nothing, I'm me, the way I am. And I don't plan on changing.
Korramyr's calling me, hopefully he finished my cake. It's already been ten minutes! Oh! One more part of my day I forgot to mention: Eat the cake Korramyr makes!