Greatwater Lake i’m just going to gently scramble up your intestines for you real quick, okay?

warning: gross things ahead

she had survived. by some god given miracle the witch had been able to secure herself a meal, albeit a small one. but having gone so long without nourishment, the woman’s body ultimately rejected the food and not long after she was greeted with the thick, chunky remains of her meal. even with the source of her nausea now out of her and lying in a puddle on the ground, berúthiel still heaved away with nothing but phlegm and stomach acid coming up. she licked her lips clean of the vomit and not a moment later was quickly forcing down what had just come up. 

gags erupted into the silence as she finished the task, throat burning while her mouth tasted of the bile. she rushed to the frozen water’s edge, forepaws lifting into the air before smacking against the ice. a few cracks shattered across the impacted area and with one more hit an opening presented itself along the shore. she hurriedly lapped up the bitter cold water and while doing so, managed to wash away the filthy taste in her mouth. the woman pulled away from the lakeside, a few tired huff escaping her in the process. she plopped to the ground, taking a few moments to collect herself and hopefully settle her upset stomach.