Moonspear 25 days

As much as she hated her limited vision, she hated being touched even moreso. A low rumble sounded from deep in her chest- one of annoyance. Crusted bits were taken away from the edges of her eye, but ultimately it remained shut tightly, if only because she would not allow herself to open it- too painful still. From the inner corner wetness leaked as it had the first time it had been damaged, and her ears flattened against her head, uncomfortable.