Wild Berry Meadow you win or you die

she was not expecting the boy of midnight to attack. 
so unawares she was and so did the dizziness and the nausea weaken her, that she had hardly the time to react as the boy leapt. he thudded straight into her chest, and she twisted wildly, landing on her side in the snow. she sought quickly to regain her paws, moving rapidly away from the boy. the overwhelming stench of her sickness and the sudden attack, coupled with the overwhelming shame of vomiting on a child, had her reflexes stalled. she slowed, with a gasp, not at all wanting to attack the boy yet not knowing if he would continue his assualt.