WC: 411
Spring was nearing its end and soon summer would be upon them. Hotaru had shed most of her thick winter coat, but she chose to take a bath to help the rest of the fur wash off easily. The blind female had set out earlier in the morning and went to the forest oasis where the cool lake waters removed the remnants of her winter coat. She had also taken one of her knives with her to help remove some her her long hair. Hotaru preferred to keep her hair short, as it was easier to maintain and didn't get in the way as often. It had grown out some into a what most would call a short hair length. Unfortunately, it was too long for Hotaru so she trimmed it down until she felt like it was manageable. Without Fawkes there to help her, the cut was a little lopsided. However, Hotaru couldn't see so she really didn't care.
Hotaru walked steadily through the forest, her thin coat dried quickly in the sun and she was soon warm and comfortable. It didn't take long for her to reach the outskirts of Thornbury. With her the aid of her walking staff, mental map, and well worn paths Hotaru was able to go just about anywhere within the pack lands with ease. She had grown accustom to the lands and often enjoyed traveling down to the beaches.
The blind female reached her home and deposited a few mice she had caught for the birds to eat. However, she felt restless. The day was wonderful and she wanted to take a walk. With the help of Fawkes and Kelia, Hotaru made a few adjustments to her hair and was soon out the door again. Neither Fawkes nor Kelia joined her, both preferring to eat as opposed to taking a walk. The two predators had grown close and Kelia practically worshiped the red-tailed hawk. Although it was a little lonely, Hotaru was simply glad that Fawkes no longer complained about the chick.
The grey wolf moved slowly through Thornbury, but an unfamiliar scent caught her attention. She had heard that there was another new member, but she had yet to actually meet the wolf. Hotaru lifted her nose to the sky and took several sniffs before following the scent to its origin. Hotaru finally stopped in the far corner of Thornbury and her ears swiveled as she searched for any sign of the newcomer.
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