Redsand Canyon My touch is black and poisonous

Still alive, Lunae took short breaths. She woke up, feeling as if she was in a dream. The world was shaking, spinning. Lifting her head, she gave a small gasp. She was covered in blood, confused and pained. Squinting, she saw a wolf in the distance. Her mother! She weakly barked, attempting to catch her attention. But the wolf, a creation of Lunae's imagination, did nothing.