Kintla Flatlands The poison in your cup

Nemesis stared icly into the emerald green eyes of the outsider, contemplating her next move. The girl would not answer her question, only a noticeable smirk reaching her lips. She narrowed her eyes, not liking the sudden movements at all. It didn't help that the wolf was covered in thick mud, throwing her nose of track and her vision. But her vision, mud could not do such a thing... could it? She rocked slightly on her hind legs as a slow but lingering itch developed around her eyes. The scene around her blurred, leaving her breathless in confusion. It was as if the female's presence was challenging her to make her move while in such a futile position. 

From the hazy mess around her, she could see the movement of the wolf jumping forward, taunting her. Instantly, she staggered back, but quickly reconducted herself over the carcass of the fawn. Panicked thoughts raced through her mind as she bared her teeth in a guttural growl. "What are you doing? Wha-" She snarled in fright as her vision drastically worsened.