She watched him intently, he moved different than she did, though she learned later on the woman could not see and was astonished and unbelieving until she played back her memory of their meeting. She was blind. This man was not. He watched as Hotaru’s double spoke, and his hands go to an instrument. Eclipse, though she lived in a pack full of musicians and artists, didn’t know what it was but was smart enough to know it was a music maker raise her eye and guess what his next words were.
She nodded at him, looking over at the strange case he had behind him and tilted her head in curiosity but said nothing for a short time. She smiled when he said it was a very friendly place and pointed to the tree and she couldn’t help but flush; “Everyone here is very nice. Our pack is for anyone but benefits mostly on the arts as well as merchanting. Is there something that you can help with in the pack for our protection and as you said, friendliness?” She said smiling, though she was sure they would be friendly even if he did not join. She was itching to bring up Hotaru and her likeness of him but she wasn’t able to.
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