Mudminnow River the sandwich saved me

The fae shook, and blood droplets scattered around her. The pain was bearable but definitely not something she enjoyed. Before she could get back in place after shaking she was struck by the large wolf once again, bowling her down and causing her to slide along the muddy terrain. She struggled a little to stand, both the wind and her pride knocked from her a little. She didn't wish to lose this fight, she wished to hold herself accountable for any shit that she started.

Ilya snarled as she stood, her blue iris's taking up her entire eye, the pupil narrowed to the tiniest of a dot. She was enraged, and still ready to fight. The larger wolf came towards her again, the impact had caused her to stop in her tracks and take a step to reposition herself. When she launched herself again, Ilya was pretty much ready for the females next attack, and tensed herself for any impact.

Edited and made it a bit more open at the end, if that is alright. (: Like I said earlier feel free to power play Ilya in response! @Fisher