Her head still hurt when she looked at something bright or moved her head too fast, but things were much better. The only thing was that she just couldn't remember things she might have done minutes before. Had she even done anything? She had no idea. It was incredibly frustrating, but she'd been told that it would improve with time. Hopefully that was the--wait, did he say it would or wouldn't improve? Oh no... she couldn't even remember!
The manx kitten was located in what was to be their camp, specifically within the castle hall itself. Abiliene could remember specific instructions to not overexert herself. She'd been told several times, by several different clanmates. At least they cared. Is it care? Or pity? She didn't know.