Nesting

Phoebe waited at the entrance of the Celestine, a light thwap noise rising from the soft ground as she paced. Honeyed eyes gazed off into the distance, the chill of Leafchange already felt on the breeze. Thankfully she had nicked one of Harper's jackets to shroud her thin frame - Torchline attire really did not hold up well in Stormbreak it seemed. Maybe Remi would want to go shopping with her sometime... The thud of heavier steps caught her attention. Pulled from her musings, the midwife looked up to whichever direction they came. A sunny grin curved her lips and she lifted her hand to wave. "Right on time like a perfect gentleman." she laughed lightly. "Thanks for meeting on such short notice." Phoebe Be gentle to all and stern with yourself