Adrian was torn between what to do next. He had meant Levent, a man that had known Hotaru recently. And Levent had even pointed Adrian in the right direction to find Hotaru's current pack. Adrian hadn't needed to go far. He had planned on going straight up to the bored and howling for Hotaru. But he couldn't bring himself to do it, not like that. Which is what brought him to how he was now. He was torn by his want to make his sister forgive him for what he had done and the guilt he felt for what he had done. He had done it to protect her though, he reasoned with himself. Their father wouldn't have stopped until their entire family was dead. So Adrian had stopped him. Why should I have to apologize for trying to spare other people's lives by taking his? He wondered. Adrian sighed, pacing back and forth. The Male hated standing still for too long unless he was relaxing or napping. He was as far from relaxed as he could get at the moment though so he paced.
Adrian stopped suddenly and pulled out the recorder he kept with him always since him and Hotaru had become separated. He ran his hand over the carving on the wooden instrument. Hotaru had made it for him one day. Tears threatened to overwhelm him as he recalled that day. It felt like him and Hotaru were two different people then. Back then Adrian would never have hesitated to go to Hotaru and talk to her. Of course, back then, he wouldn't have killed their father. Adrian let a few tears fall before pushing it back down. He had to keep moving or this would happen, he would break down into a stupid, unflattering mess.
So he started walking, not trusting pacing to be enough now. The recorder's wooden texture was still present under his hand. Adrian had been so busy thinking about Hotaru that it took him a few seconds to realize something was off. Adrian could smell Hotaru. It smelled as if she had just walked past the spot he was standing at. Adrian turned in the direction her scent went and started walking towards it. He didn't stop to think about what he might find. What he knew he would find. Or more precisely, who. He just kept walking, thinking about how him and his sister use to spend so much time together that they shared one anothers' scent.
Adrian heard the waves first. Then the trees thinned out and he saw her, sitting there. He stopped for a second, inhaling sharply. Then he sighed, releasing all that air. He had known what he was going to find after all. He walked up behind Hotaru, stopping a few feet away. He took a deep breath, then smiled, "Hey Sis. How ya been?" He asked, trying to keep his voice light and easy.
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