coming right for you

Her sister's teeth upon her muzzle stung, but nothing even close to the feeling of flesh torn at her throat. As she continued the fight Pestilence's vision began to turn a little fuzzy. Her neck felt warm and her paws grew tired. She disengaged from Toxicity but wasn't sure how, it was as if the world was fading and she was moving on autopilot. The battles around her continued and Pesto had forgotten why their packs were even fighting. She turned back to her sister, snarling and ready to give the best comeback insult in the entire world... and then her mouth snapped shut and she fell to the ground unconscious.