Sylvia winced when something pierced her skin, her eyes darted down and focused on the new needle that Nurse Gina had managed to inject.

"I need a blood sample to see what's running through your veins so I can give you the proper medicine. Now hold still, we're almost done." Hee voice was soft and almost soothing, it did nothing to relax Sylvia but she silently accepted the gesture. She watched in fascination as the tub that Nurse Gina had attached to a long, thin tub, began to fill with her blood. The dizziness had passed and now she seemed entirely focused as her blood left her body, she frowned when the tub was capped and the needle removed. 

"She'll be here for the night to make sure nothing goes wrong. She was having an allergic reaction to what was injected, if you hadn't made it here when you did, she would of lost the ability to breath and have died from lack of oxygen." The voice was younger, softer and serene, Sylvia paid no mind as her gaze stayed on the droplets of blood that were staining the bandage someone had put. She felt tired all of a sudden, hee limbs heavy and eyes drooping, flexing her arm and feeling a twitch of her lips, she allowed sleep to pull her under. 

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Estonia sighed and slung her packed bag over her shoulder, long hair tied back into a low bun. She moves to her apartment door before pausing, twin bodies rubbed against her legs and purred in unison. Smiling softly and reaching down, she pets both of her cat's heads heifer pulling away and pushing open her door. 

"I'll be back in a few days, Granny or Gramps will pass by to feed you. Behave." She commands softly as she closes the door and turns to head down the hall, her boots thudding softy against the carpeted floor. She had to be at the airport nine-thirty and with the time it normally takes to get out of the main part of town, she'd need the extra time she had now. Her missson was to find a female wolf -which were rare since females usually didn't last during the change- and either capture her alive or bring her back dead if she resisted. 

Jumping into her car and setting her duffle bag in the empty passenger seat, Estonia starts her engine and takes off into the stormy night. Her finger absently tapping against the steering wheel as she drove down the quiet road. 

[i]Let's see how this goes.[/i] [@Briza]