[centre][b][h1][color=lightblue]Phoebe[/color][/h1][/b]
[color=lightblue]Location: Overwatch Base, Fawks Washinton, kitchen
Interacting with: Injured wolf pup, Remus the wolf dog and and anyone in the kitchen[/color][/centre]

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Phoebe was asleep on her desk, leaning against the desk, her chair slightly rolled bacl, she was in a little danger of fallen, but that didn’t seem to bother her. Her hair was pulled back in a braid, a few loose strands falling over her face and desk. The gray wolf pup, that she had found abandoned-or more then likely orphaned-and hurt, stirred in the crate she had her in, for her own protection, so that the pup wouldn’t go wandering and hurt her leg even more then it was. Phoebe suspected that the wolf-pup had been hit by a car, and was grateful she had survived. Phoebe had done surgery to reset the pups leg, and spent the night making sure that she was alright, for the moment she had called her Orana, for the simple fact she didn’t like thinking of animals. They deserved to be treated right. 

As the pup made little barking sounds, Phoebe stirred, reaching up to brush hair out of her eyes, and to rub them, giving a soft sigh, the young woman had pressure lines on her face from where she’d been leaning, not seeming to notice them as she rose smoothly, pushing her chair back in before she went to check on Orana, lifting the wolf-pup out of the crate carefully, she took her over to the examining table, checking over the pups leg, pleased to see that the swelling had gone down, and that Orana pulled it back when she gently touched it. [color=lightblue]”Well, little one, you’re doing well, but I’ll keep you here until I can take the stitches out, Make sure that nothing is wrong….and see if we can find your mothe”[/color] She patted the pup, knowing that more then likely she wouldn’t be able to release Orana back into the wild until she was old enough to look after herself. 

Setting Orana down, she gently settled a harness around the pups middle, not wanting her to run into any of the other animals in the base and wanting to keep her eye on the pup. Gently leading Orana out, she intended to go to the kitchen and make a meal for Orana that would help with the healing, and figured she ought to also tell Angela she had, for the time being, rescued the pup. Hearing the voices, Phoebe knelt and lifted Orana into her arms, the pup was quite heavy, but bearable for some time. She gently squeezed passed Fareeha, giving her a nod and a quick breezy [color=lightblue]Good morning everyone”[/color], and moving onto the feed room, seeing Remus there, she set Orana down, watching the wolf dog curiously before she gathered some things, putting some food together for Orana, and then returning to the kitchen.