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Hotaru · 01-02-2012, 07:50 PM

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Hotaru in optime

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The grey woman itched to do something, unlike her avain companion who simply wanted to laze around. She tried several times to coax Fawkes off the roof, but the red tailed hawk was more than happy to ignore her words and simply bask in the sun. It was unusual for Fawkes to ignore what Hotaru said, and even more so for him to ignore her commands. It just happened to be that kind of day. So, Hotaru had ventured out on her own to see if she could find anything worthwhile.

At first Hotaru searched the woods, looking for anything that might strike her fancy. Unfortunately, it was really that kind of day and Hotaru was not able to find any branches, knots, roots, or stumps that gave her inspiration. Even among the multitude of tress, she just couldn't think of anything to carve. The blind wolf had been practicing a lot, and her improvement showed with each new piece that she made. Sometimes Hotaru would craft tools, sometimes furniture, and sometimes works of art (if they could be called that). Most of her early projects ended in failure. Now Hotaru could do simple designs and many of her projects were ending in success rather than failure.

Eventually, the blind wolf turned to the beach. She often sought comfort among the sand and waves. If she was lucky, some wonderful driftwood might wash up on the beach for her. If not, it was at least a relaxing place to go. Hotaru shifted the satchel to her other shoulder and replaced her grip on her staff before heading north. As the grey wolf approached the beach, she heard Skye calling out to the pack.

The pack had been very noisy as of late. Ever since one of the members had attacked and killed a puppy fights and arguments had broken out. Whispers of evil could be heard and the overall moral had dropped. Hotaru had stayed on the fringe of these events, never intruding and always pretending she couldn't hear. The grey wolf didn't really feel like a member of the pack, so she felt like it would be rude for an "outsider" like her to interfere in such distressing times. Still, a call from the leader couldn't be ignored, especially when it was a call for art.

Hotaru made her way quickly over to Skye, her staff barely touching the ground as it swung back and forth. Out of respect the blind wolf kept her tail down, but she kept her ears high and alert even if the position was slightly rude. "You called?"

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