all for one

A pool of hot sick - mostly water, thus quite diluted - puddled between her wide stanced forelimbs. She breathed heavily for a moment or two, then spat residual muck in to the soil. There was a rustling nearby which caught her attention, and quite suddenly she was lifting her head and turning, doing a sharp pirouette in the direction of her right side - but the eye there had grown milky with a strange film, and Szechuan was only able to differentiate the subtle shift in light as a nearby tree shaded her.

There was no further disruption save for the breeze through the trees above, and thus she ignored it. Both eyes blinked slowly, and she took a drawn out inhalation through her nose - but the scent of whatever it was (if there was something) could not be detected. Her puke was too pungent even when watered down. The girl then grunted and turned away.. Deciding it was best to keep on moving, perhaps try another source of water once her belly had settled a bit.