Whitefish River Calling out father oh, hold fast and we will

She was like a wild animal, as she always was, even before the accident. The woman backed up, there was a rage in her eyes, but hinted with a fear, a worry, "Who are you!" She demanded, a disarray attacked her mind as she crouched as if she was a pouncing leopard. The other, acted friendly and with worry, but the flaming wolf didn't know she was.

There was momentarily conciousness, when in and out of her coma, and faintly remembered the look and smell of this medic. However, she was confused and lost, worried about what was happening. The phoenix flinched in pain when she crouched to an attack, but remained like so, maintaining a aggressive position. 

"Who am I!"

The only thing, she remembered, as her name; Orlaith.