Scouting the edges

Hotaru · 11-28-2011, 01:02 PM

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OOC: Hotaru isn't supposed to be in NS until the joining thread. But I can still have her wander around outside of the pack lands without too much trouble. Word Count: 408

It had been a several days since Hotaru had been left at the boarder of Cercatori d'Arte and still she found herself retuning to the boarder area. Hotaru did not travel to the exact spot where she had been left, but chose instead to search outside of the pack boarders. Why? Even Hotaru couldn't figure out.

The grey wolf was sure that she had been abandoned by Cain. She had waited for hours on that log and still he did not return. In her mind, Hotaru had accepted this reality, yet she still felt this nagging urge to return and search for her wayward companion. Perhaps, in her heart, she could not let go. The blind woman could not help but feel utterly foolish, even after she searched for his scent trail.

Hotaru had been wandering in circles for over an hour, occasionally bending down to sniff the ground or plants. She used her staff to prevent herself from knocking into trees or tripping over roots, while she used her memory to travel through the forest. Fawkes was nearby as usual, watching her progress from the branches of a nearby tree. Occasionally, he would swoop down and mutter suggestions in low speech; but other than that the bird remained still and silent. He knew that this was a futile attempt and for the first time felt pity for his lost master.

Hotaru could hear and smell one of the member's from the pack not far off in the distance, but for the most part she ignored the other's presence. Hotaru was no longer worried about the member's of the pack. She had eventually come to the conclusion that the members of Cercatori d'Arte meant her no harm and were simple a pack of friendly artists.

When the unknown individual called out to Hotaru, she reluctantly turned her attention back to the pack lands. With a small sigh, Hotaru turned and approached the boarder, but did not cross it. "Only a wandering soul looking for traces of someone who is long gone. The name's Hotaru. And my companion in the trees in Fawkes." At the sound of his name Fawkes gave a soft cry to announce his presence. The red bird flew down to a lower branch to get a good look at the cream woman. Fawkes puffed out a little, pleased at the presence of the stranger. Perhaps she could take his masters mind from the futile search.

Table by: Alex

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