Turns out god hates me but its fine

The cannabis was working nicely, allowing Abilene to relax and get some rest. That was likely the best thing for her right now. There was no immediate treatment for blindness, and her other wounds look like they'd heal just find. "Yes, Ulfr. And he is," she grinned slightly at her unfiltered opinion, not that she could see. Asvor wasn't the type to beat around the bush anyway. Ulfr was a handful at times but that didn't mean he wasn't turning out to be a fine child, one she was quite proud of.

While she slept she'd try to get together a salve for the superficial wounds on her legs and get to work brainstorming what might help her eyesight. If infection was plaguing her eyes, perhaps she could find a way to stave it off.. but maybe it was too late? "I'll be here," she reminded her gently as Abilene drifted off. Slowly she moved from her side, gathering a bundle of herbs as she slipped past, moving to work outside the den's entrance. She doubted whatever had hurt Abilene posed any thread to her pack but she'd guard her while she slept anyway and try to figure out how she could help her

-end?-