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As the blind female navigated through the house, her male companion struck up a small conversation. He spoke of his old pack and their lack of community despite the name of his village. It was actually an interesting discussion and Hotaru nodded her head empathetically. She could understand his words for she was in a similar situation the year before. "The world can be very harsh to those who live in it. Family, to some, is not as important as perhaps it should be." Her thoughts strayed to Adrian, the brother who had caused the downfall of her pack for reasons that she couldn't understand. He was the cause of her disability and source of bitterness for her.


Even though Hotaru was still bitter towards her brother, the emotion wasn't as strong as it once was. Skye and d'Arte had brought happiness into her dark world. "Luckily, there are still many who remember that it is necessary to nurture a packs community and family. Skye, though young, is a wise and caring leader." Skye had earned Hotaru's respect and admiration for many reasons, and was one of the few canines who the grey female would willingly follow.


Vasiliy explained to the blind female his desires and goals for the house. She listened thoughtfully, taking up a version of her usual thinking pose. She brought her right hand to her lips so that they touched her maw lightly. She dipped her head in thought and her unseeing yes became partially closed. After a moment of thought she spoke. "If there are any wooden structures such as bookshelves or chests, we can take them to my house where I can work on restoring them so that either you or the pack may use them. As for other items, we could try and clean them up for trade or use by yourself or the pack. Any items that can't be fixed can be scrapped for parts."


Her mind worked furiously as she pictured what Vasiliy would need and desire. She knew that those from across the sea were used to a greater standard of living than the wolves of Nova Scotia. Many of the foreign wolves lived in a society that was closer to how humans once lived. He would need a bed at least, perhaps a chair and dresser for any clothes he might posses. If he had books or items that he cared about, Vasiliy might desire a bookshelf to place the items on. Hotaru had a chest where she stored her precious items, a table for work, and a bed to sleep on. She had a few other pieces of furniture, but rarely used them. What else would Vasiliy desire?


Hotaru


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