Golden Glade The line has been drawn

Nope you got it perfect! My hit will not land on this turn, so I'll just write it that way :3

After being nocked down to the ground, Fey felt woozy. Her brain must have hit the front of her skull just so, becuase she could feel a headache blooming. Stars danced across her vison as she pulled herself to her feet, growling at the other woman's chuckle. She found herself unable to dodge the woman's next attack, causing her pelt to become marred by rivulets of crimson. With a poorly thought out plan, she lunged forwards to bite the fae's neck. Unluckily, she missed as the woman pulled away.