Lake Rodney With every small disaster

The curse comment did give Kiwi pause for a second.  Witch?  Was this girl making fun of her?  Her eyes were eerie enough for a single instant of hesitation, but then she gave her terms.  And the question she asked wasn't one Kiwi was willing to entertain.  If they knew she was here they'd come looking.

Kiwi surged forward, not bothering to hide her intentions from a wolf who seemed to present no threat.  She was aiming for the throat.... she'd choke the answers out of she needed to.

She knew in a second that she'd miscalculated.  The blind girl's jaws slammed down on her nape and suddenly she was the one flattened into the snow.  She snarled and shoved, snapping upwards, calculation dissolving into hot fury.