Kintla Flatlands The poison in your cup

Zaria prodded the female a bit to see how good she was protecting her meat. She started to notice how the female didn't really look at her. This was interesting, if this caused loss of eyesight then it would be a perfect poison, making sure her victims would never see her. Oh how perfect. The female asked what she was doing but she once again didn't answer. Oh how she loved her victims suffer, it was clear that the female was seeing less and less. Zaria stepped to the right for a moment to see if the black female's pupils were following, but that didn't seem to happen.

The female just hunkered over her meal and tried to protect it. Zaria was more than pleased already. She let out a bit of a laugh. Her sinister side coming up more and more. How perfect. "Anything else happen to you?," she asked, voice heavily accented.