where's your pride?

Ulmaria scrambled back to her feet after getting batted aside by the lion. She felt dizzy and he vision seemed to go in and out at one point going dark. She watched in a daze as it seemed like little glowing white water bugs skidded across her vision. She blinked rapidly trying to focus on the fight from the pounding in her head. She watched the other wolves face off against the lion and when Álarr sprang for the cat she turned tail and ran. Ulmaria breathed a sigh of relief and sat down heavily. "Uncle… my head hurts." She liked sparring but she really didn't like the getting hurt part of it very much.