but you don't really care for music, do ya?

Hotaru · 05-17-2012, 03:16 PM

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Hotaru's forte was in woodcarving, not music. So it was understandable that she was no great singer like her twin brother. However, the grey female wasn't a bad singer and she did enjoy singing, or humming, the occasional tune. The melody that Hotaru recited was one from her childhood and a favorite of hers. Adrian had actually hated that one, most likely because the notes were out of his singing range. For the most part, the blind female hummed continuously and only paused long enough to nibble on her strawberries. The fresh fragrances and rich taste made her mouth sing and she continued to hum once the bite had been swallowed.

Wrapped in the comfort of her own little world, Hotaru failed to notice the approaching footsteps and the scent of another. With the delicious taste of ripened fruit in her mouth and her own song ringing in her ears, she had almost completely blocked off the outside world. She was caught off guard and unaware when a familiar voice broke through her black world. The lithe female stopped her gait and red ears swiveled to listen. Her nose picked up the loner's familiar scent and Hotaru blinked. She was surprised, but her happy mood prevented her from taking the intrusion in bad humor.

Turning, she gave a little smile and lowered her hand that was filled with strawberries. She let her walking staff rest idly by her side as her tail wagged slightly behind her. "Hello Levent." Truth be told, Hotaru didn't know what to think about their meeting. They had met on such bad terms and parted on a strange note. The blind female didn't know whether to be happy, sad, or uneasy about their meeting. She couldn't decide if it was awkward or natural, so she defaulted to her polite mask. "Care for a strawberry?"

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