Dead set on living (Epidemic Meeting!)

Phoebe's ears perked up with surprise as her brother's howl rang out across the Olympus lands, her head turning toward the sound. Of course, she had heard the whispers, caught the news. She wouldn't be the great gossiper that she was if she hadn't. It was terrifying and worrying and Phoebe didn't know why this had happened to them, but of course she would do what she could to help her relatives. Her sense of duty to family wouldn't let her do otherwise.

She rose to her paws and quickly trotted toward Helios's call, eager to see what she could do to help. She only worried that she wouldn't be of help at all. She only had the very basic of healing knowledge and she wasn't sure if anything could be done with her meager understanding of the craft. She approached her brother with a subdued expression, knowing now of all times was not a time for her usual teasing and jokes. "Brother," she greeted with a dip of her head, hoping more than herself would appear for this meeting.



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