Meadowlark Prairie Lioness eye

The she wolf seemed colder than before, growing quiet and still as she sized Meiken up, for what she was not sure. Meiken withdrew slightly, wary of the odd gaze the female had leveled her with. Her hackles raised slightly, not in aggression but in tension as her ears flattened. She watched the wolf cooly, waiting for her to make the first move.

I'm okay with injury, just not death. At most I'm okay with her getting maimed as long as it's not permanently disfiguring. I.e. losing a limb or eye,etc.