Two Eyes Cenote [m] Adder

I’m soooooo sorry I had an intrusive thought please forgive me

“Wolf meat. Poison. This is what you have brought to Muat-riya, Machiavelli,” She reminds him, eyes drilling his scoffs with their flame. His antagonizing hits their target, her lips curl and hackles brace. She turns to reach for the pouch…

...and retches, drenching the entirety of the pouch and it’s contents in bile. She heaves until her throat tears, belly twisting like a storm, mouth ripping at the corners. She’d eaten so little and still it seemed her body was intent upon casting up everything she’d consumed in this entire lifetime.

After, she’d heave, chasing breaths which came sporadically.