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Catherine O'Hare, DVM BOT 03-Oct-22 05:52 PM
TW: Violence, blood, discrimination, abuse, sexual themes and scenes. Will add any additional as necessary.
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Catherine O'Hare, DVM BOT 04-Oct-22 10:12 AM
Beep Beep Beep Beep Beep A groaning hand reached from under a large lavender comforter. Feeling around with tired fingers to find the cell phone that was beeping at her. Oh come on... I hear you already... where the hell are you... The owner thought with a dejected sigh, finally coming against the rectangular phone and grasping hold of it. It was lowered down so the alarm that was going off could be silenced. 7:30am. Perfect... Slowly, the figure of a young woman stood up out of her bed. She had long wavy violet colored hair that was tied in a loose ponytail while she slept. Rubbing her eyes she stood up out of bed, wearing a long t-shirt as a night gown as that had been the most comfortable thing to wear last night. Wearily, she got herself up and showered, brushed her teeth, and combed through her hair. Once dressed for the day in a simple mauve t-shirt and jeans, she made her way down the stairs of her townhome. It wasn't a big place, a second bedroom was nice to have but rarely used and the downstairs was one big room that made up of the living room and kitchen areas. "Another attack today by a suspected werewolf has rocked the metropolis area. Police say the suspect is still at large, and has possibly turned no less than five people. The registration office is already working to monitor the victims and acclimate them to their new lives. This is the seventh attack in the last month and while unconfirmed if it is relevant it is noted that the majority of the public should remain indoors and safely locked away for the next few days during the full moon phases. So far we have heard less than positive feedback from the governor's office on how he plans to stop further violence in the fut-" Catherine hated listening to the news now a days, it was always something sad or terror inducing. She had only turned her TV on while she made herself some coffee so she could listen to the weather report. But it was always the same. Another attack, more fear, more unr
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est. It wasn't like she wasn't afraid of the werewolf threat; she was human after all. But as a doctor, specifically a veterinarian, she didn't see the werewolf population as a threat to mankind but instead as a disease that might have a cure if anyone looked hard enough for it. Checking her wrist watch and watching the second hand tick for a moment, she put her coffee mug in the sink, moving towards her front door to grab a zip up hoodie jacket. It was a grey color with a white zipper, pretty cozy for the fall weather that the town was experiencing. "Be a good boy and watch the house Buddy..." She said quietly, walking towards her front door after getting her keys to the small hatchback outside, light mint green in color. Her hand even absent mindedly patted the statue of the husky on the head that sat with a permanent porcelain grin, tongue lolling out of it's mouth happily. If you didn't know better you'd wait for it to wag it's tail. Catherine couldn't have a real dog of course, so she settled for a statue of one and treated it as if it were a real dog that she was leaving for the day. Her phone may or may not have a few pictures of the life size statue with new collars, Halloween costumes and posing in Christmas cards. While her friends and colleagues thought it strange, Cat always saw it as funny and cute. Small town life suited her as she drove into town. Eclipse was about forty minutes from the main city, but just far enough away that it was more quaint and peaceful. Most of the people there didn't exactly like werewolves like Catherine did, so she kept her opinions mostly to herself. The drive took the young woman to work, pulling up into the small clinic just on the outskirts of the city. A small one story building with the name "For the Love of Animals Clinic" on the marquee on front. She even had her own designated parking space that she pulled into and turned her car off, staring at the sign that stated "Catherine O'Hare, DVM" in bold blue letters.
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She gathered her things, pulled her purse over her shoulder and walked into the clinic glass doors with a small smile. "Morning Molly." Were the first things she said, and the small black clinic cat mewed gently on her designated bed on the countertop. "Yeah morning to you too Cat." The receptionist snapped a little. "Morning to you too Angela." The blonde behind the counter kept typing away on the days incoming appointments. Catherine always greeted the animals first; they always seemed happy to see her. "You hear the news this morning? Another attack. Just up the street Cat...And you're still Pro-Mutt?" Angela's words were a little harsh as she pulled a clipboard out and stacked different files on it for Dr. O'Hare's day to start. Catherine just shrugged her shoulders a little and took the clipboard quietly. "Yeah, I heard. Which is why I think we should be looking for a cure... not condemning those that can't help themselv-" "Cat... For real. You're too idealistic." "Or I'm just a doctor and curing what ails animals is my job Angela. Just like yours is to make sure that the front end is handled." Huffing a little at her, Catherine made her way back to her office to sort through the charts she would have for this morning. It looked like it might be a long day today. @Fauna
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Denali Chen BOT 04-Oct-22 12:28 PM
"Freedom!" a loud voice shouted as a firetruck pulled into the station and several uniformed men hopped out. "Shut up, Chen.. You'll wake the entire firehouse.." a gruff voice spoke tiredly. "Come on, that shift was exhausting! Plus everyone here is used to loud noises.. We live in a freakin' firehouse.. Aren't you glad that were finally free for the next two days?" Denali grinned widely. "I'd prefer it if you weren't so energetic.." The gruff male walked off, as well as most of the other men who were walking towards the locker room to undress from their heavy uniforms. Denali was a young man in his late twenties, Asian descent as well as being a Werewolf. His head was shaved except for the shaggy brown mohawk he had going on. His frame was well built with strong shoulders and upper arms. He wore fake silver earrings and had a tattoo of a rose on his neck with the cardinal directions. His kind wasn't accepted by many, but the perk of this type of job is that he is permitted to. Werewolves tend to have a lot of prejudice and such. It doesn't bother him much as he tries to look more on the positive side of things, but every now and then it can sting a little. With a sigh, Denali walked off after the men, entering into the locker room last. The locker room was connected to a large shower room that had multiple showers for the firefighters going off shift. Denali worked on removing his gear, feeling all that heavy weight just lifting off of him. The jacket and pants that they wore were always large and baggy, but also incredibly heavy due to the material. But his was larger since sometimes he would shift forms in case heavy lifting or rescues were involved. Taking a seat on one of the benches he began to undo his boots. "Did you guys hear on the news? Another werewolf attack went down apparently.." one voice spoke. "Really? Crazy how they think they can just do whatever they want because their stronger.. Pisses me off, those Mutts.." another spoke, only to stop and
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stare at Denali who was quietly setting his jacket and boots in his locker. "S-Sorry.. Didn't mean you, Chen.." the voice apologized and he waved it off. "Not bothered by it, Green.. I do agree that they are getting out of control as of late.." he sighed, stretching his torso from left to right, hearing the faint pops in his spine. Green, a red-headed male with bright blue eyes and freckles galore on his nose and cheeks shook his head. "I just want to know what they plan to accomplish by turning people is all.. You weren't turned right? You were born that way?" the red-head asked. "Yeah, both my parents were werewolves.. Look, let's not worry about me, okay? I'm fine. I'm cool with everyone here. I don't care about the bickering that the two have against each other. My focus.. is this job.. and the people I work with.. that's it.." After some time had passed, Denali had gotten a shower in to clean himself up of any soot, sweat and dirt that had clung to his skin while on duty. Sure, he was an energetic guy, but he knew where to put his energy too. Now that he was clean, he had a towel wrapped around his waist as he made his way towards the living quarters. They were sectioned off by gender. Males in one area, Females in the other. There weren't too many female firefighters here though. Only about 3. Entering the male's quarters, he walked along until he found his room, along with his three other roommates sleeping. Best to let them sleep.. He closed the door quietly and made his way to his side of the room and searched through his dresser for some clothes to put on. He settled on a black t-shirt with the words 'Of Men and Wolves' with the graphic of a werewolf on it and a pair of jeans slightly torn with a pair of black boots. It was a band made up of solely werewolves. A pretty kick-ass rock band that Denali loved to listen to. After he got dressed, there was a faint knock at the door, which caused Denali to move quickly to answer it.
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"Yes?" he answered, looking up to notice Green standing there, along with the firehouse's dog, Chester. He was a spunky Dalmatian that Denali would often play with on his days off. "What's up, Green?" the male asked, gazing back at the red-head. "The Captain asked if you could take Chester to his vet appointment today.. He would have done it himself, but he's caught up in a meeting with the Fire Marshal.." Denali had hoped that he could get some sleep after his long shift, but this was also important. "Yeah. Yeah I can take him.. Clinic is just up the road" the male agreed, stepping out of his room and into the hallway, closing the door quietly behind him and taking the leash from Green. Without saying much of anything else, Denali walked with the spotted dog down the hallway and out of the firehouse. Guess the best way to keep him awake for now was to jog with Chester. Not like he disliked the exercise. He was energetic after all. It's just after a long shift, he would have liked to relax for a bit. With that, he started his jog, Chester keeping up next to him. @💜 Fi-ling Loved💜
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Catherine O'Hare, DVM BOT 04-Oct-22 04:24 PM
Catherine's day was indeed busy. A couple of cats in the morning, one that would need surgery, a dog that had been coughing for weeks before getting in to see her, and another that unfortunately had had to be put down, in too much pain and too old to survive the cancer any longer. By mid afternoon, the rush of patients were slowly dwindling and Cat wiped her brow as she went to get the afternoon's clipboard of patients. "Looks like your morning was hell, but at least your afternoon looks quiet." Angela had said over her shoulder, handing the clipboard with a single chart waiting on it. "Good... I could use a break to get caught up on my chart notes....Who's the last one for the day?" Catherine didn't wait necessarily to get Angela's response. Mostly because the blonde had answered the phone when it rang instead of speaking to her. Opening the manilla file, she smiled. A regular patient, one that wasn't too far from the clinic and was always so energetic to greet everyone. Cat loved dogs like this, well socialized and people loving. "Aw, Chester's coming by today." She said aloud, closing the folder and heading back to her office. "Let me know when they get here Angela, it's been a while since I saw Chester and the Captain." It wasn't like Catherine fancied the firehouse captain or anything, it was more she had known the dalmatian all his life and she enjoyed seeing the repeat patient. Especially one that was so well taken care of. Firehouse dogs were always really well taken care of, having more than just the one owner since most of the crew took care of them. Without getting an answer from Angela, not like she expected one, Catherine just rolled her eyes to go into the back to check on the inpatient pets that would be staying overnight. "Hello Mittens.." She said gently, opening the kennel of a cat that had needed to be sedated in order to clean her teeth. Otherwise the gray tabby was very friendly for being nearly eighteen years old. "Such a good girl... Yo
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u did very well today." Cat smiled, scratching under the elderly cat's chin a little before checking her vitals and notating them on the chart hanging on the kennel door. One down, about six or so more to check. Catherine got through most of the pets there, mainly dogs and cats as that was what frequented the clinic more often. She was crouched down to check on an amputee, a husky that was recovering and would be sent home today as a tripod when the intercom in the back piped up over the small speaker on the ceiling. "Dr. O'Hare... Your next appointment is here." Angela's voice sounded mechanical and robotic, unenthused as she called for Cat. The woman just shook her head. "Alright. You take it easy Klondike... You're headed home today, so I'll have your Mom called today." Cat said with a smile, watching the husky's tail wag happily and pounding against the metal of the kennel. She notated down his condition and demeanor, the cleaning and dressing instructions for the stitches that would dissolve in a few days, and closed his kennel door with a soft metallic clang. Signing her name on the chart, she stood back up and made her way out to the front to greet Chester and the firehouse Captain. Of course, that wasn't who greeted her. It was clear now why Angela had sounded so unenthused on the intercom. Chester she recognized, but Catherine couldn't recall the one who was holding his leash. There were plenty of firefighters so she just wondered if maybe he was new. Stepping out into the lobby with the clipboard and kneeling down on one knee, she smiled greeting Chester first before looking up at the man with him. A kind professional smile on her face as she moved her purple bangs out of her face. "Hi Chester, good to see you buddy. And I'm sorry, I don't think I know you're name... usually the Captain brings him... I'm Dr. O'Hare. It's nice to meet you." @Fauna
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Denali Chen BOT 04-Oct-22 04:41 PM
The pair were jogging together down the street, with Denali leading and Chester following alongside. Best to exercise him today since half the firehouse would be asleep and the other half was on duty. Nobody would have time for him. It was best that the young dog got his exercise in, especially to lessen some of that pent up energy. Unlike himself, Denali was always full of energy and raring to go. But that didn't mean he would be tired at times too. The pair stopped at a light, waiting for the traffic to pass. Chester sat down while Denali scanned the lights and street of cars. When the lights turned red and the walk signal lit up, the male tugged on the leash faintly and the dog got up to follow alongside as the pair started their jog again. After a bit of time, the pair had arrived at the clinic and Denali had to settle himself down from his exercising high. "Alright buddy, let's get in and get this over with.. I don't know how you do in here, so.. don't make a scene.." he told the spotted dog who just stared up at him, wagging his tail and letting his tongue loll out of his mouth. They walked towards the glass doors as they slid open and he made his way to the receptionist at the front desk. "Hey.. I'm here for Chester's vet appointment.. I'm filling in for the Captain.." he told her. After waiting a bit for the lady to put in the information and confirming that everything was set, he led Chester over towards a chair in the waiting area, taking a seat and idly petting the dog. After some time, the sound of a female's voice could be heard, and Chester was the first to move to greet her. The woman had purple hair and and looked to be the vet. She seemed occupied with Chester first before speaking to him finally. She introduced herself as Dr. O'Hare. Swallowing, Denali stood from his seat, extending a hand to her. "Ah, yeah.. The Captain couldn't make it. Stuck in a meeting with the Fire Marshal. I hope it's okay that I'm here instead of him.." He spoke up s
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econds later after remembering that he didn't introduce himself. "Oh, I'm sorry.. I've just got done with a 24 hour shift.. so I'm a little sleep deprived.. My name is Denali Chen. It's nice to meet you.." @💜 Fi-ling Loved💜
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Catherine O'Hare, DVM BOT 04-Oct-22 05:55 PM
After giving Chester a good long pet knowing the dog so well to make sure to give him a good scratch behind the ear, Catherine stood up to take Denali's hand. She smiled in her most professional way, before turning her head towards Angela at the front desk. "Hey, can you make sure to call Klondike's Mom? He's ready to head home. Chart's finished for him too Angela. Thanks." Catherine then turned back to the firefighter and the hound in front of her. "It's perfectly fine that you're here instead of the Captain. I'm just surprised, I don't often meet the other firefighters at the station." Taking the clipboard in hand and idly giving Molly a small pet as she walked by, Catherine led Denali and Chester back to exam room number one. Once inside, she took a look at Chester's chart and notated that it was just a routine check up today. Due for shots, but otherwise a normal annual exam. "Any signs of vomiting, diarrhea, lethargy or unusual behavior in Chester lately?" She asked, just the normal slew of questions that were asked from a veterinarian, pointing with her pen against the clipboard and chart at the scale on the ground. Chester would need to stand on this momentarily so she could get a proper weight for him, just to check his vitals. The dalmatian was well behaved, seemed to be more tired out really like he'd been run recently which certainly helped with his energy levels. Cat notated the weight down, listening to the dalmatian's pounding heart and checking his ears, his paws, his lymph nodes, his eyes and teeth. "Probably should do better about brushing his teeth, but they're not too bad yet. Eyes look good, weight's healthy, and doesn't look to be in any immediate or overt pain, which is great." Catherine had a habit of talking out what she was doing and what she was checking. Not necessarily to make sure the owner in the room would understand what was going on or what she was checking, but it was almost like she was telling the patient themselves, speci
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fically the pets she saw. Taking out her pen to write down the information she'd checked, before going to the drawers to take out the pair of needles he was due for, Catherine idly chatted with Denali now. "So how long have you been at the firehouse? I didn't know that they had hired a werewolf." Catherine said casually. The brand was hard to miss, and it made her face fall a little. "I'm sorry if Angela was rude to you or anything too... I'm sure she wasn't as welcoming as she should have been." Her hands set out the needles before going back into the drawer for the gloves that she slipped on her hands expertly. Taking a little breath, she took the first syringe and needle, addressing Denali but watching Chester. "He's due for his Rabies and Distemper vaccines today, so not bad. Do you mind holding him still? He's not really the best patient at this part." @Fauna
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Denali Chen BOT 05-Oct-22 09:40 AM
"Well.. I'm the one with the most energy, so it was either that or he misses his appointment.." Denali laughs. He follows after Catherine, leading Chester along towards one of the exam rooms. He shut the door behind them and looked around the small room idly while the vet started checking out the Dalmatian. She seemed to be asking him questions and he shook his head, "No, none of that.. He's as spunky as ever.." Denali led Chester over towards the scale so the vet could take down his weight as well as check out the other things to make sure that Chester was a healthy boy, in which he was. While Catherine walked to a drawer to grab a couple needles for his shots, she chatted with him now. Which, he wasn't expecting considering that she seemed more fond of animals than people. He gave a warm smile though when she asked how long he had been at the firehouse. Though that smile seemed to fall slightly at the mention of him being a werewolf. Sometimes he really hated that brand behind his left ear. That crescent moon mark. "I've been with the firehouse for about 2 years now? And.. not everyone is welcoming of my species.. But it doesn't bother me much. As long as people are safe and out of danger, that's all that matters" he smiled. "I.. don't really shift all too much though. Only if its really necessary.. The process hurts like hell to change.." Denali didn't like admitting to such a thing but she seemed curious. Almost like she had never been around a werewolf before but wasn't entirely scared? "Angela.. is that receptionist lady out front, right?" he tilted his head a bit, similar to a dog when he asked the question. "She wasn't rude or anything, more like she has a lot of personal issues going on.." he tells her. "For one, she did seem grumpy or mad, but she also smelled of sex.. Which means she must have gotten into an argument or fight with her partner and it resulted in that.. make-up sex" he says openly, rubbing his nose with a finger. "Ah.. I probably shoul
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dn't be so open about that stuff, my bad.." he apologizes, a blush of embarrassment on his face as he turns to focusing more on holding Chester close to him while the vet came to give him his shots. @💜 Fi-ling Loved💜
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Catherine O'Hare, DVM BOT 05-Oct-22 10:21 AM
Catherine couldn't help the little chuckle that escaped. So Angela was so pissy this morning because her and her boyfriend had make up sex then? Well that certainly explained a lot. Angela's mood shifted from pleasant to pissed with her personal relationships. Cat had to think about which boyfriend this was now; Derek? Darrel? "Oh, you must mean Damien." She said finally, distracting Chester a little before giving him his rabies shot. "I've met him once or twice... he's kind of a prick. Very Anti-Werewolf..." she added rolling her eyes. It wasn't that Catherine was not necessarily scared of his species, it was more she was a doctor, a scientist, she wanted to understand it more than be fearful of it. "I just don't have the patience for that kind of bigotry. I see it for what it is." She added, placing the used needle on the table behind her and grabbing the distemper vaccine next. Softly, she pulled at Chester's short coat despite the light whine the boy made and gave the vaccine quickly before pulling the needle out and capping it for safe disposal. "Potential to expand my clinic..." This was said with a little bit of a chuckle and a playful wink, more a joke than anything else. It wasn't like she didn't want to help werewolves if they were hurt; she took her profession as a veterinarian very seriously, and if she could help then she at least wouldn't turn them away. Standing up finally, she stretched a little to try and get feeling back in her legs before writing down the necessary information in Chester's chart. "He looks good. Healthy weight and temperament as usual." As she spoke and wrote down the information, she reached into a nearby glass jar with small bone cookies in them, pulling two out and tossing one to Chester. "We should probably test his hips soon, Dalmatians are prone to hip dysplasia but if he's not showing any lethargy or signs of distress when he walks or runs then we can probably hold off...Next appointment will be in a year for his an
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nual again. I'll send the invoice via email to the Captain to take care of like normal." Finishing her notes she closed the manilla folder and slid the second treat across the metal table to Denali. There was a moment of silence, before Cat realized that could have been incredibly insensitive of her if he thought perhaps she was offering it specifically to him. "Oh! Uh... That's for the road, for Chester.... I mean... Damn Sorry, I wasn't meaning like... you get a treat too or something..." Her cheeks flushed red. Way to go being a prick yourself Cat... @Fauna
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Denali Chen BOT 05-Oct-22 10:44 AM
It seems that everything with Chester was good. That was a good sign at least. Plus, it seems that the dog had held up well during his shots, which was also good. Denali let go of the spotted dog and watched as the Vet tossed a bone-shaped treat to the eager dog. Chester caught it happily and chewed it up like it was nothing. The male raised an eyebrow at the sight of Catherine sliding over a second treat towards him. He caught it in his hand and looked it over, raising his gaze to look at the vet who was trying to explain that it was for Chester and that she wasn't trying to be rude or anything. Denali just gave a faint smirk, reaching for the leash that was dragging on the floor. "Well, I am a good boy after all.." he teased before taking a bite of the treat. He wasn't offended or anything, in fact he played along and joked with her. "Good cookies.. You make them yourself?" he asked. @💜 Fi-ling Loved💜
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Catherine O'Hare, DVM BOT 05-Oct-22 11:42 AM
Catherine breathed a sigh of relief. She really hadn't wanted to offend the first werewolf client she'd met, and especially one that would be a repeat client considering she already saw Chester for his appointments. Repeat awkwardness would not be wanted. His smirk made her shake her head. "Well, I don't know about you being a 'good boy' and all... but yeah. I bake them myself." She teased back, crossing her arms in front of her a little. Cat hadn't expected him to actually eat the little things. They were strictly meant for the dogs that came in; she had a separate batch of smaller fish shaped ones for cats. Though... I mean I guess he's a dog kind of too... just not a patient "Gluten free, peanut butter and banana base. Added vitamins too for good digestion." She explained, laughing a little as she leaned against the cabinet while she talked to Denali. They weren't terribly tasting, and perfectly safe for human or in this case werewolf ingestion. Cat just normally reserved them for patients. "I prefer making them versus buying at a commercial store. I like knowing what's in the products that I give to my patients, and sometimes that means either making it myself or not recommending the highest priced items out there." Other vets typically would sign up with a pet food brand, and be asked to push that brand to their patients. Catherine wasn't like that. Her clinic was small, and the products she recommended were ones she researched thoroughly first before allowing them on her shelves or not at all. "If you don't mind me prying..." she started a little, her pen that she had been using lightly tucked behind her ear. "But you said it, hurts, when you shift? Really? Is it normal that you don't shift or can control it? The propaganda you hear on the news makes it seem like you don't have a choice in the matter...." While both interested to know more, she certainly sounded like Cat was a doctor, talking with perhaps another patient; just not one on four legs, for no
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w. "Not like I'm an expert or anything for your species..." Cat said quietly "But if anything comes up, or you're in need of medical care... I know it can be hard sometimes for your kind...and I think that's a horrible reality for you. So, I'm happy to help if I can..." She took a business card out of a holder on the counter in the exam room, writing down Chester's next appointment on the back while the front had the clinic's name as well as her name, picture and phone number on it. Catherine slid the card over the metal exam room table to Denali. "Just give me a call if anything starts acting up..." She said smiling, tucking a little of that long purple hair behind her ear and out of her face. It had been a long day, her loose pony tail bun was starting to come undone, so she was glad that Chester had been the last appointment of her day. @Fauna
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Denali Chen BOT 05-Oct-22 03:02 PM
"You don't think I'm a good boy?" he pouted a bit, though he could only hold it for a few seconds before breaking out into a smirk. "It's fine. I don't expect you to think werewolves are good or anything. Especially me, even though I go out of my way to save lives.." he sighed, running a hand through his hair. After hearing that she indeed had been the one to bake them herself, he smiled some. "Well, they are great. Regardless if they are only for your patients.." he took the other half of the cookie and tossed it into his mouth, chewing it and swallowing. "Definitely taste the peanut butter.. and a bit of that banana.." Denali grinned. "You're a good baker, two paws up" he winked at her. Denali was considered quite a flirt towards women, regardless if they wanted him or not. He just did it to tease, and it was fun to do. However, his attention was peaked to Catherine as she started to ask him a couple questions. Mainly about his ability to shift. If it hurt, if he could control it. That sort of thing. "Well.. Yes and No.." he started, leaning on the metal table a bit with a light exhale. "Newly turned werewolves.. or children too, do have a hard time controlling their shifting. They get overwhelmed by all these heightened.. senses.. and emotions.. and power.. They forget for a moment that they aren't human anymore and just.. lose it.." Denali looked at his hand that held the leash, staring down at Chester who was laying down on the exam room floor. "As for the shifting part.." he continued, "..I tend to not shift. It is very freeing in that form.. but the process to and from it is painful. It's breaking bones that move and heal and form into this.. new figure.. And when you start to shift, you can't just stop it midway. You shift until completion once you decide to.." Why was he telling her this? Because she was intrigued? Because maybe she just saw him as some sort of animal instead of a person? It was possible that he was looking for a little sympathy amon
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g the haters. He didn't know for sure, but didn't mind telling her about all this. His eyes shifted to look at Catherine as she pulled a business card from a holder and wrote down Chester's next appointment before handing it to him. On the front it showed Cat's information, including her phone number. Was this.. her cellphone number? Well, the clinic was small, and it seemed to only have a few employees as it was, so maybe? "Yeah, thanks. That's.. kind of you. But I hope I don't become a patient.." Denali pulled his cellphone from his pocket and turned on the screen, looking at the card as he put in the information into his contacts. There, now he could give this card to the Captain and still have the info if somehow he did get into trouble. "I'll.. go pay the fee for Chester's exam.. Thank you, Dr. O'Hare.." he smiled faintly before moving towards the exam room door and opening it, leading Chester out into the main waiting room and up to Angela for the bill that he'd be paying today. @💜 Fi-ling Loved💜
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Catherine O'Hare, DVM BOT 06-Oct-22 05:24 PM
"I never said you were or you weren't. I just said I didn't know..." Cat said smiling at him, shaking her head. "I don't think werewolves are good or bad. There's bad apples in any group, humans included." She paused a moment, sighing a little and nodding. "Humans especially it seems." She blinked though at his compliment to her baking skills. It hadn't been a hard recipe, and truthfully she found it online, but she was glad he approved at least. She didn't exactly get feedback from her patients. "That's interesting. I never knew. It's nice to hear it from the source versus the opinions on the news. Sorry if it was a little forward of me to ask.... You're the first werewolf that's come into the clinic and it's not like I get the chance to ask any other time." Cat said quietly, tilting her head a little while she watched him put the information on the card into his phone. Well I mean, I did give him my card... but it was mostly if Chester had an adverse reaction to the vaccines... and the Captain has my card, but this one's got my updated contact information on it... "Well no offense but I hope you don't become a patient either Denali. Would rather a friend over another patient...And please, you can just call me Catherine." She said following him out of the exam room and placing Chester's chart into a bin to be re-sorted into the filing cabinets. "I just know being a firefighter is a dangerous gig. Bound to get hurt... and last I checked, the local hospital doesn't take kindly to fur-balls..." It was a harsh truth that Catherine knew all too well. Mostly because Angela would chatter on and on about it, how on the news there'd be protests at local hospitals for denying werewolves treatment. 'What if the other patients are allergic to Mutts?' or 'How are they supposed to treat a beast anyway?' or even 'Should just send them to a zoo or something if they got the sniffles...' had been what Angela would say with regards to these. Catherine, felt differently. She ha
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d taken an oath as a veterinarian, to do no harm to her patients. Similar to a physicians where they take the same oath for people. While she understood that werewolves were half human, they were also half wolf; if a physician wouldn't see them when they were ill, then Catherine would. She saw it as something against her oath not to. At the mention of payment, Catherine just waved her hand at him and shook her head. "Nah, I send the invoice directly to the Captain. You don't have to worry about that. Just make sure that he gets that business card I gave you; it's got my updated contact information on it for him just in case anything happens with Chester and he needs to be seen sooner or anything. Angela was pre-occupied with her cell phone, her eyes glued to the smart phone screen at a broadcast that was being streamed through her headphones. As if on cue, Catherine glanced over at it and sighed; another protest it looked like, this time outside the capitol building. Judging by the signs it was of humans, angry at the governor's lack of response most likely for the recent werewolf attack mentioned this morning. "Damn Damien... " Angela mumbled under her breath looking for her boyfriend who told her he'd be joining the protest apparently, not really seeing that Denali and Catherine were standing there. Cat just shook her head and glared at Angela knocking on the desk to get her attention which made her jump and quickly put her phone away; the incident was tragic, but if what Denali had said was true, that those people might have been turned by someone who couldn't control themselves, overwhelmed by what they were now... Well, Catherine couldn't really put too much blame on the guilty party involved. "Unless there's, anything else... you should be good to go." Cat replied brightly to him, a gentle and friendly smile on her face. "I hope you have a great rest of your day Denali. And again, it was... really nice to meet you." @Fauna
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