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Hotaru moved through her forms with a ritualistic air, each swing practiced and full of meaning. It was as if she was trying to beat out her own irrationality, trying to deny her feelings. She wasn't having any feelings for anyone in particular, just the desire to be with a male. The grey wolf's instincts practically screamed at her to do something, to create life with another. Her hormones raged and Hotaru tried her best to furiously beat them out of herself. She had her pride and reputation to uphold as a confident and independent wolf. The last thing she needed was to loose herself to a night of heat induced passion within her own pack.
With a final lift and fall of her staff she let the weapon rest behind her. Hotaru's breath came as a soft pant and her mouth was parted lightly as she took in the heavy breaths. The soft breeze died down for a few minutes, allowing the surrounding smells to permeate the air. The scent of Levent floated towards Hotaru and her whole body went rigid. The female's mind screamed, he was the last person she wanted to have around. Yet, her body and desires called out to the male, whispering louder than thunder to go to him. Slowly, as if the world would break if she moved to fast, the female brought her staff forward and let it rest in her paws before her. Hotaru struggled silently for a moment, her tall statuesque form still as her mind and instincts fought for control.
Reason slowly died within the female as she began to move. Her body turned smoothly and she walked carefully towards Levent. "Hello." Hotaru's feet made little nose as she moved with a hunter's grace across the sand. Her tail swished pleasantly back and forth, not quite wagging. The blind female stopped in front of Levent and gave him a tantalizing smile. "Sorry, I didn't notice your presence. Please forgive my rudeness." Hotaru's words were polite, but her tone was anything but. If anything, her voice could be called almost cocky. The grey female was going through her usual motions, but her heart had other plans. Reason had faded and practically died.
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