Silvertip Mountain I've been poisoned, for sure.

It didn't take long for a pack member came to check up on her. Only the thing was that Zaria was quite the independent soul. She wanted to stay in control and most of all she wanted to stay in control of her own body. She hated that she was not in control and that one of the pack members had to see her in this way. What kind of example would set this? Zaria blinked her eyes open, still extremely dizzy. She didn't even recognize this female that was before her. She growled out of instinct. "Intruder," she growled. She was terribly dizzy but then she caught the female's scent and looked at her with more concentration. She had been in Mason's team with her on the treasure hunt. "Oh.. you're the new one." A soft complaining grunt came from her lips as she sat down.

As she sat down her abdomen looked slightly more swollen. One could think that she ate too much after their successful hunt, yet the vomit by her feet contradicted that. Zaria slowly laid down, normally she was quite vain and most kenos displaying her high rank but now she was feeling so rotten. Her ears were flattened. "Do I look okay to you?," she snapped lightly, mostly out of frustration instead of annoyance to the female. Zaria wanted to Fitz. She let out a crappy howl for Fitz but it was probably not going to reach him. She placed her head down. "Find @FitzDutiful... or @Steady," she commanded, curiously so seeing that Mason was the caregiver.