OOC: Sorry for the wait. Word Count: 514
The day before had been hectic and stressful for the blind wolf, and she had gone to bed feeling mentally battered. It was bad enough to find a male that smelled like Light, but Light also smelled like Matteo (the male). Hotaru had made a note of Light's off behavior when they went out hunting, and after the events that transpired she felt like she finally understood why. Light had admitted to Hotaru that he fancied males, yet she refused to believe that he ONLY like other males. She desperately wanted to be his special someone, but the longer she was with him, the more helpless the situation seemed. Hotaru was beginning to doubt she would ever be his special someone.
After a busy day, the two wolves had retired to a small tent that stood close to the festival. Although the hunter had been completely smashed by that point in time, the pair had started to get intimate. The act sparked a ray of hope and allowed the blind female to believe that she still had a chance to keep such a fine male by her side. That was, until he had passed out, leaving Hotaru the only conscious creature in the tent. Fawkes had chosen to give them privacy by roosting in a nearby tree, yet the action had proven to be unnecessary. Hotaru had stayed up for half an hour after Light passed out, listening to the drunken male sleep. She knew that too much alcohol could be bad and was a little worried for Light's safety. The grey woman's worried proved all for naught. Light had slept soundly and required no medical attention. Eventually, Hotaru curled up beside Light and gradually fell asleep.
Despite the worrisome day, her dreams were actually quite funny. Hotaru dreamt of Light, and Matteo. Matteo had shrunken to the size of a mouse and spent the entire time being chased around by Fawkes. Light had turned into a rainbow colored wolf, the large multicolored stripes all over his handsome body. Purple was of course, the largest of all of the stripes and to her the colors seemed quite becoming. To top it all off, little Sophie was there calling her mom. All and all, it was an exquisite dream.
Hotaru awoke the next morning to the strong scent of Light and his gentle touch as he snuggled close to her. Hotaru smiled sleepily, noting with satisfaction that he now carried her scent. Even if they had not furthered their relationship, she could at least claim he was hers for a short while. As Light pulled her closer she wrapped one sluggish arm around his large body. "Good morning to you too." The blind wolf gently licked what she hoped was his maw, although in her tired state it could very well have been his head, neck, or chest. Hotaru's tail wagged a little as the hunter stroked her back and nuzzled her neck. If she was a cat she would have purred. Hotaru really was enjoying the attention. Knowingly she said, "Did you sleep well?"
Table by Chazza