Courage as deep as despair

Hotaru · 06-25-2012, 04:59 PM

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If it weren't for the fact that Hotaru was a high-ranking member of d'Arte, she would have never gone to an event such as the ball willingly. It wasn't that Hotaru disliked the idea. In fact, when she was younger, parties were always a welcome distraction from the world. However, Hotaru was a a changed wolf and her sensitivity to noise and smell made such exciting events less than enjoyable. The constant noise bombarded her, making her ears ring and her head pound. The overwhelming number of scents made it impossible for her to figure out where she was and who was with her. The world had become a convoluted mess of noise and smell that made the blind wolf feel confused and lost. Her connection to the outside world had effectively died as her limited perception of destroyed.

With the combined help of Fawkes (who directed the female from a distance) and Kelia (who directed Hotaru from her shoulder), the blind wolf was able to make it from the main chamber to a quieter hallway. Hotaru couldn't tell where the two birds had led her, but she didn't really care as long as she wasn't bombarded by sound and smell. With the quieter atmosphere and less congested air, Hotaru was able to recognize a single voice.

Red ears twitched forward and her heart both soared and sank at the same time. The grey female nearly called out Levent's name, but the memory of her time with him stalled her words. She had done something terrible and had so shamelessly pursued the male. Desperate to be both with him and away from him, Hotaru clung to the wall and kept within earshot of Levent. She thought she had picked up on another familiar scent, but with everything so overwhelming it was hard to tell.

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