Silvertip Mountain I've been poisoned, for sure.

Mara was uncomfortable with Zaria lashing out, making her ears lower. "It would make the most sense, unless of course you know how you got poisoned. If you did get poisoned," she shot a worried look at the two males. In all this, her muscles grew tense, but once two of her friends had arrived she relaxed. Mara knew it wasn't the time to have small talk, or happy introductions, but she gave Peak a quick smile, and one to Steady as well. The she-wolf didn't expect them to return the action, with the situation being so intense, they were acting so dire about it. For good reason, of course. In all her time alone, Mara had been great under pressure, but that was when it was herself. Not other wolves, not her Alpha. 

Her heartbeat sped up a bit, hoping her accusation wouldn't upset Zaria even more than she already was. It was good the mother had laid down, she needed to be as relaxed as possibly, but she seemed more troubled than resting.