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Axelle’s last statement really had no meaning at all, and there wasn’t really a great need for it to have an answer. Better off left to the air… as was so many others of her ramblings. Hotaru seemed to be a nice wolfess, and Axelle would be obliged to help her with her search for tools. ”Oh, that’s alright. I can help you though, if you’d like assistance.” She offered, but didn’t expect the other to take it. Hotaru seemed to be an independent wolf, despite her handicaps. She didn’t seem to need any assistance from others. She had her stick, and her bird, and her hearing and that’s all she would need.
”What type of tools are you looking for?” Axelle’s eyes left the face of Hotaru, and her guard bird for a moment to look around them. ”Oh, that’s right. You said carving.” Axelle was sure one would be able to find carving tools in a country little place like this. ”Like… knives?” She wasn’t exactly sure of what type of tools Hotaru was exactly looking for, as she did not carve, ever, and she quietly wondered how Hotaru managed to carve, unseeing and all.
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