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Hotaru was in the midst of a crushing depression, a state that rivaled the one that Cain found her in when she realized that her whole family was dead and that her eyes were no longer working. Loosing both puppies and her mate was a hard blow, and Hotaru wasn't sure what to do with herself. She had no energy to hunt and found no joy in carving. Her paranoid mind had her constantly keeping tabs on the young black wolf that now lived with her, but still Hotaru could not find peace. She felt weak and alone.
Kelia had dropped off a rabbit that morning, along with several mice and even a fish. Somehow, Hotaru managed to scarf down the rabbit and a few mice, but the rest was left for Kelia. Worried chirps passed by her ears, but the blind female barely heard them. She simply sat on her bed, clutching the fur that had once been used to keep Adrian and Aysun warm. Their scent was fading from the fur, slowly being replaced by Hotaru's scent as she grasped the blanket and hoped it would miraculously produce two healthy puppies.
Sharp pain rocketed through Hotaru's ear and she let out a loud yip. Kelia had grabbed onto her ear and pulled, hard. Standing, the grey wolf glared at where she believed the bird was. Chirping in low speech, Kelia complained of boredom and expressed her desire to stretch her wings. Hotaru paused, not sure what to think. Was Kelia trying to get her to outside, or was the bird really that bored? Either could be true when it came to the juvenile gyrfalcon. Hotaru could hear the drumming of air as her companion beat her large wings and cried out. Giving in to Kelia's demands, Hotaru stood and grabbed her walking staff.
Hotaru didn't want to stay in the pack lands, there were so many painful reminders of her pups along with the curious eyes of her packmates that she knew were there. Standing as tall and proud as she could, Hotaru moved slowly southwest. After a while, Hotaru had exited the pack lands and was traveling down Beast Grin peninsula. The blind female had heard the peninsula described as an eerie and dangerous place. However, Hotaru found the beach quite pleasant and enjoyed the challenge that the rocks provided. With her avian companions acting as her eyes and her staff to guide her; the rocks provided a decent, but not dangerous, challenge.
A pleasant wind whipped at Hotaru's summer coat, cooling her down in the last of the hot summer days. After walking for a while along the coast, the female paused to rest on one of the rock outcroppings. Water splashed lightly against the rocks, wetting her legs as she dipped them down into the receding tide. Slowly, but surely, Hotaru began to relax. The sound of splashing waves was like a gentle melody, and Kelia only added to it as she made large circles around Hotaru, adding the soft thud of her wingbeats to the chords.
Quote by: Maurice Freehill
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