Stinky fingers leads to a sticky situation
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OOC:Ethereal Eclipse, near the big lake. Dated May 11th WC: 495



A loud screech sent the lupus formed Hotaru flying out of her house. Fawkes, who had always hated the idea of another bird in his master's life, was irritated and irrational. He had been stuck on egg duty for a while and couldn't fly as much as he was used to. The red-tailed hawks wasn't made for egg sitting and he clearly showed it with his irate attitude. Hotaru offered no words of scolding to his behavior and simply left with her tail between her legs and her ears pinned to her head. An angry Fawkes was not something she would mess with. He would calm down soon enough, but Fawkes required a little space and the blind wolf was more than happy to give it to him.


Hotaru decided that while she was out she might as well get to hunting. Somewhere far away where she wouldn't have to deal with Fawkes. As the timber female moved easily along her familiar trails she picked up her own scent and followed the path out of the pack lands. Some were pack trails, while others were trails she had made herself and had become well worn due to their constant use. The blind wolf moved at a steady trot for several hours. A clear and distinct map had formed in her mind and made travel that much easier. Her pace was easy, but quick, and her mind wandered as she traveled.


There were so many things that fought for her attention. First and foremost was her travel with Skye and the members of Casa Di Cavalieri. The issue with Fawkes and her chick wandered though her thoughts, but was quickly pushed aside as she thought of Terra. It had been a long time since Hotaru had seen the young coywolf and although they had met during Hotaru's caravan trip, she wanted to see her friend in a less formal situation. In the off chance that they might run into each other, the grey wolf turned towards were she believed Cour des Miracles was located. Hotaru had never been to the pack herself, but she had talked to others and managed to get an idea of where it might lie.


After walking for several hours, the scent of water filled the air and the blind wolf turned towards the scent's origin. Hotaru hadn't even tried to hunt, despite the fact that she considered her trip to be a hunting expedition. She wasn't in the mood for anything in particular and simply enjoyed her long walk. Hotaru continued to walk until her paws hit the wet surface of a lake. She moved carefully into its depths, not daring to go farther than her knees. The day wasn't hot, but the cool lake water felt pleasant against her skin and she enjoyed the sensation. She moved slowly through the water and hardly splashed. Her tail hung in the air and betrayed her happiness as it wagged intermittently. Red ears flicked back and forth as her nose hovered over the water's surface.

Hotaru


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