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The hurt and disbelief in her rescuer's voice didn't make Hotaru regret snapping at him. She was angry, upset, scared, and her pride had been injured. Even if fighting with the cougar would have led to massive injuries or even her death, Hotaru still resented the fact that someone had interfered with her fight. She just needed to take her anger out on someone or something. With the cougar gone, all of her pain and frustration turned to the strange male. His snickering cat didn't help improve her mood and Hotaru wanted to howl with rage as she stalked away.
If having to be saved from an oversized cat was bad, running nose first into a tree was ten times worse. Hotaru wanted to shrink away and disappear. She wanted to be back home in d'Arte, or even better, back home with her brother and birth pack. The scrambling paws behind her were ignored until the males obnoxious voice came out in a language she didn't understand. Hotaru was about ready to curse at the male or just rip his stupid tongue out. It was that tongue that had driven the cougar away in the first place. The grey wolf pouted as he tried to come to her rescue...again. The concern in his voice bit at her dwindling pride and made her feel like a helpless pup. Rather than answer she just pulled her lips back into a silent snarl. In her anger, she didn't even bother dawning her polite mask.
The strange wolf's joke was completely lost on the blind female. Her mind was in no state to process sarcasm and jokes so she took his words rather literally. "At least a lion moves and breathes. Trees don't move at all and they are all over the place. I can bite at a lion and push it away, but a tree will never give." Her words came as upset grumbles and the frustration was evident in her voice. Her unseeing eyes flicked to the side as embarrassment filled her body and mind. Unbeknownst to her, they didn't show the disability that impaired her sight and appeared to be normal functioning eyes. The problem with her vision rested in the injury her brain had received through the hands of her own brother.
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Hotaru
Sometimes the light that guides us along our paths, is not something that we can see, but something deep inside of us.
The hurt and disbelief in her rescuer's voice didn't make Hotaru regret snapping at him. She was angry, upset, scared, and her pride had been injured. Even if fighting with the cougar would have led to massive injuries or even her death, Hotaru still resented the fact that someone had interfered with her fight. She just needed to take her anger out on someone or something. With the cougar gone, all of her pain and frustration turned to the strange male. His snickering cat didn't help improve her mood and Hotaru wanted to howl with rage as she stalked away.
If having to be saved from an oversized cat was bad, running nose first into a tree was ten times worse. Hotaru wanted to shrink away and disappear. She wanted to be back home in d'Arte, or even better, back home with her brother and birth pack. The scrambling paws behind her were ignored until the males obnoxious voice came out in a language she didn't understand. Hotaru was about ready to curse at the male or just rip his stupid tongue out. It was that tongue that had driven the cougar away in the first place. The grey wolf pouted as he tried to come to her rescue...again. The concern in his voice bit at her dwindling pride and made her feel like a helpless pup. Rather than answer she just pulled her lips back into a silent snarl. In her anger, she didn't even bother dawning her polite mask.
The strange wolf's joke was completely lost on the blind female. Her mind was in no state to process sarcasm and jokes so she took his words rather literally. "At least a lion moves and breathes. Trees don't move at all and they are all over the place. I can bite at a lion and push it away, but a tree will never give." Her words came as upset grumbles and the frustration was evident in her voice. Her unseeing eyes flicked to the side as embarrassment filled her body and mind. Unbeknownst to her, they didn't show the disability that impaired her sight and appeared to be normal functioning eyes. The problem with her vision rested in the injury her brain had received through the hands of her own brother.
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