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WC: 314
Hotaru moved north through the pack lands with but one thought in mind, strawberries. Strawberry season had reached its peak and had put a spring in Hotaru's step. Rich, bountiful, beautiful, delicious strawberries and they would soon be hers. As a puppy, Hotaru had traveled with her mother to an old human village where farming was prevalent. The two often visited the ruins to partake in the rich bounties that had been left behind. Orchards and vineyards were some of the remnants of days gone by and Hotaru loved every bite. Strawberries and grapes were some of her favorites, although they both had very different tastes.
The blind wolf moved through the forest, her leather bag bounced against her hip while her staff swung out in front of her. Inside her shoulder bag was a specially made wooden box for the strawberries Hotaru was hoping to collect. It wasn't long before Hotaru managed to make her way to Berwick; the sweet scent of berries lured her to the old orchards. The whole was overgrown with plants, however Hotaru didn't have a lot of trouble finding the plants she desired. After nearly twenty minutes, the grey female had filled her box with the luscious fruit and held several ripe strawberries in her free paw.
Fawkes was once again absent for Hotaru's outdoor excursion. Her white falcon chick was getting close to hatching and Fawkes was on egg sitting duty. The red-tailed hawk had been thoroughly upset that Hotaru had left without him, although she had promised to bring back a few strawberries for him. The grey wolf thought about her chick, and what name she should give to it when it hatched. As Hotaru thought, she wandered ideally through the village and slowly ate the strawberries in her hand. All the while, she skirted d'Arte's boarders and hummed a simple tune to herself.
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WC: 308
Hotaru's forte was in woodcarving, not music. So it was understandable that she was no great singer like her twin brother. However, the grey female wasn't a bad singer and she did enjoy singing, or humming, the occasional tune. The melody that Hotaru recited was one from her childhood and a favorite of hers. Adrian had actually hated that one, most likely because the notes were out of his singing range. For the most part, the blind female hummed continuously and only paused long enough to nibble on her strawberries. The fresh fragrances and rich taste made her mouth sing and she continued to hum once the bite had been swallowed.
Wrapped in the comfort of her own little world, Hotaru failed to notice the approaching footsteps and the scent of another. With the delicious taste of ripened fruit in her mouth and her own song ringing in her ears, she had almost completely blocked off the outside world. She was caught off guard and unaware when a familiar voice broke through her black world. The lithe female stopped her gait and red ears swiveled to listen. Her nose picked up the loner's familiar scent and Hotaru blinked. She was surprised, but her happy mood prevented her from taking the intrusion in bad humor.
Turning, she gave a little smile and lowered her hand that was filled with strawberries. She let her walking staff rest idly by her side as her tail wagged slightly behind her. "Hello Levent." Truth be told, Hotaru didn't know what to think about their meeting. They had met on such bad terms and parted on a strange note. The blind female didn't know whether to be happy, sad, or uneasy about their meeting. She couldn't decide if it was awkward or natural, so she defaulted to her polite mask. "Care for a strawberry?"
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The best way to describe Hotaru would to say that she was lonely and sad. It wasn't that she was upset by her lack of eyesight. If anything, she had already accepted that reality and no longer questioned her disability. She found that she wasn't as impaired as one might think, just a little inconvenienced. What made Hotaru sad was her limited number of relationships. She had only three true friends, and one was a bird. She had been abandoned and betrayed by those whom she lent her heart out too and had come to the conclusion that love was beyond her. Even so, her wounds were healing and she found herself once again opening up to those around her.
Levent was quick to take Hotaru up on her offer and she found herself regretting the decision. The avarice in her raised its ugly head and she found herself reluctant to share her delicious bounty. Strawberries were one of her favorite foods, even if they had no nutritional value whatsoever. It was one of her guilty pleasures. The grey female heisted and didn't stretch her hand out for him to grab a strawberry. Yet, his hand came to hers so she did not fight him. His larger paws gently held hers as he grabbed a single strawberry and stepped back. It was then that she Hotaru found herself longing for Levent's hand again.
The contact with another made her instincts flair and the desire to socialize rise. Hotaru silently pushed them down with a smile as Levent audibly expressed his opinion of the strawberry. "They are good, aren't they?" Her voice had taken on a rare teasing tone. She too, took another bite and her tail wagged gaily as the sweet juices trickled down her throat.
The atmosphere between the two wolves became light and Hotaru found herself enjoying the company. "And you. I supposed I should properly thank you for all of your help and apologize for my rude behavior last time." The grey female chuckled a little at Levent's question and she raised the paw that was full of strawberries. "Only to partake in the bounty of nature."
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Hotaru's good humor only grew with the encounter. Gradually, her anger had been subsiding and she found herself less grumpy and more affectionate than before. Although there was still a lot of residual anger and sadness, she found that she could open herself up more to others. With the addition of strawberries to the situation, Hotaru was downright jovial. "I agree, its a fortunate affair." Her tail wagged in full force as she inhaled the sweet scent. If only she had a good cheese, she would be set.
Red tipped ears twitched and her wagging tail slowed as Levent's voice dropped into an almost apologetic tone. Again, he spoke in a language that Hotaru couldn't understand, but she let the words slide without comment. Her earlier statement was meant to be an apology on her part and expression of gratitude. However, it seemed to her that their prior meeting had cast a shadow over the male. He tried to make a joke out of it, but Hotaru could hear the reluctance in his voice. She shook her head slowly, not entirely realizing the reason for his distress. "No, I had no reason to yell at you and for that I am sorry. You were only trying to help and I was acting like an ungrateful puppy. My behavior was inexcusable and if possible I would like to make things up to you."
An uncomfortable silence spread between them and Hotaru nibbled on the last few strawberries in her paw. She didn't know what to say to Levent, nor did she understand the reason for his distress. At last, the male broke through the silence and said what was perhaps, the most random and awkward thing she had ever heard. Hotaru outright laughed at his statement, realizing just how strange it was. "Well, thank you for that information. It is very insightful. I can't imagine that I am much to look at." The grey female, although she was blessed with some natural beauty, she was not the best looking female around. Her hair was short and cut unevenly and her body was adorned with nothing but fur. Although she kept herself clean, the blind female found no reason for taking the extra lengths to make herself look better like some canines did.
Hotaru smiled, trying to return the pleasant feelings that were once between them. She preferred his joking manner to the depressed state he seemed to float in. "Perhaps you could stop by my pack sometime. I would like to repay your kindness and I have a few wooden pieces that you may take some interest in."
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After their brief apology session where both Hotaru and Levent tried to take the fault for their previous meeting, the atmosphere became lighthearted. The blind female couldn't figure out if Levent was simply awkward around her, or just awkward in general. Either way, the conversation was intriguing and one she never imagined she would have. His description of his actions was humorous and even a little flattering. As Hotaru tried to downplay her looks, a gruff snort came from Levent to show his disapproval. Hotaru didn't fight his opinion, although she felt that he was wrong. After all, how could a wolf who had betrayed so many times be beautiful?
By that time, Hotaru had an almost permanent smile on her face and her tail wagged slowly. The male's words almost reminded her of her brother and father. They too seemed to have it out for any male who tried to get close to Hotaru. Surprisingly, the comparison didn't make the grey female feel any pangs of regret. "My hero." Playful sarcasm colored her voice when she spoke in an almost flirtatious manner.
Just as many had before him, Levent found her ability to carve surprising. Even Hotaru had been somewhat astonished when she discovered just how little her disability impacted her life. She had expected to be completely dependent on those around her and unable to function. However, that was not the case and the grey wolf was determined to make sure that other's recognized her abilities as well. "Yes, I have been carving since I first shifted." As she had hoped, a promise to visit was given. Hotaru really did want to pay him back, although by that time she had learned to enjoy his company as well.
The loner questioned the Tessitore di Sogno about her pack and Hotaru found herself almost eager to speak her mind. It was odd because she normally found herself reluctant to give out information for fear that it might be used for ill purposes. "Cercatori d'Arte is a pack that has an intense focus on art and trade. I suppose the best way to describe the pack would be to say that it is a merchant pack with many talented artisans. Our leader, although young, is wise and has led the pack from hard times into a wonderful age. On top of that, it is my home."
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