Barrow Fields lotus eater

In the reorient, Rosalyn—that’s her name!—manages to get upright. She doesn’t take the chance to stand to try and level the playing field, but comes out on the offensive already. Thuringwethil matches her lunch, snapping back and clashing against one another, teeth coating in blood already only gets more from bites by both women. Frustrated she isn’t getting anywhere, she lowers her front legs and charges downward, scooping up under the fallen canine’s muzzle and surges forward to latch to the side of her neck. Her mark isn’t as close to what she wants but she clamps down, proving Roz’s mistake could have been fatal. Still, her teeth sink and tear, and a disappointingly amount of blood coating her tongue again.