Felltree Marsh reach for the dead

Edit 'redo typing' maybe? D: Even though it's too late now, haha, but man that sucks!

His growl of warning went unnoticed by the enraged girl, who careened forward and collided into his side. As expected, her slim form did not budge the larger wolf, though she grappled feverishly at his neck with biting jaws. He evaded her teeth, however, and struck a blow of his own against her forehead. Sharp canines raked across her skull, and Lakhesis shrieked again before withdrawing, using the momentum to hurl herself away from the man.

The wound wouldn't scar, but it stung and blood began to seep to the surface. She hissed in both pain and anger towards the stranger. "That was mine," she snarled. She wasn't aware that his sneeze had been innocent, unaware of the prey nearby. His ribs showed also, scars lined his body. She determined he was a loner, too, and thus, competition. "It was mine!" The witch's voice broke with the realisation that her next meal would have to be delayed. Again.