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Hotaru wasn't always so distracted, but after her dream she couldn't help but block the world out. As the blind female settled down onto the glacial boulder her mind ran around in circles. Once again, she took to her thinking position. She could sit in that position for hours on end, and almost always took to the pose when she was upset or distressed. It was a habit she had picked up from their uncle, whom she adored. He had taught her how to carve and after spending hours with him in his workshop, she had picked up several of his habits. However, her love for her uncle could never top the co-dependent relationship she had with her brother.
The grey female was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't even notice the presence of another wolf. Her mind worked over the dream she had the night before and all of its renditions in the past. In all of her previous versions she had been greeted with a beautiful scene and a kindly brother. However, in her most recent dream he had killed her. Her reddish tail twitched in fruition as a flurry of emotions flooded the femme. She wasn't sure how to react to the dream. In many ways, his actions were accurate and predictable and the dream had a calming affect on her nerves. He had betrayed their family, killed their father, and caused her to go blind. On the other hand, it was upsetting to see something so close to reality in her dreams.
When the all too familiar voice floated up Hotaru's entire body froze. It was like a bucket of cold water had been suddenly poured over her. Her ears flew up and her tail stood erect while her heckles raised. Slowly she turned and disbelief filled her delicate features. Her unseeing eyes moved in their sockets as if the motion would somehow allow her to see again. Her nose worked wildly to pick up his scent, but all that came was the earthy scent of a loner. When his next statement came rage boiled up and her lips peeled back into a snarl while her ears flattened against her head. She could practically hear the smirk on his face.
"You..." Her voice came out as no more than a whisper, but it was filled with all the fiery rage she held for her twin brother. Hotaru's dexterous hands ran swiftly across the rock formation as she searched for something usable. One paw touched a rock, while the other landed on her staff. Both of these she threw in his direction as and angry snarl flew from her lips. "How dare you come here and talk to me! You are nothing but a vile traitor. Go rot in a ditch somewhere so that I will never have to hear your sick voice again you turncoat! " Tears streamed down her face as her words erupted from her mouth. Quickly she moved towards the edge of the formation and without a second thought she jumped down. When the earth came crashing beneath her, she lost her footing and landed heavily on the ground. The grey wolf yelped as pain shot through her wrist and legs. Instinct had thrown her arms forward and the landing had scraped the skin and fur off her knees.
With her backstabbing brother somewhere close by, Hotaru didn't dare take the time to inspect her wounds or be kind to her body. She scrambled to her feet as a frightening growl emanated from her throat. With her tail, ears, claws, and heckles raised she was ready to take him; even if she was blind and injured.
Quote by: Maurice Freehill
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