Golden Glade coming undone (who am i?)

A flood of relief washed over her as her acceptance into their pack was solidified. I'm not sick, she murmured to Jhala as she stood, It's my ears. As she settled onto all fours, she could feel a thick bolt of nausea in her stomach, though she managed to hold back the bile. There's...there's something wrong with my ears. It had never been like this before from what she could remember, but she couldn't remember anything from before this conversation.

No. She was nameless, as far as she knew. That being said, she couldn't help but shake the feeling of something more. There was something that she should have known but the harder she fished for the knowledge, the farther it seemed to swim away.