Hotaru
Hotaru steps into the hallway with a curious expression when the knock heralds the arrival of the guards. On silent feet made all the quieter by feline shifts and predilections, she maneuvers behind Noah after they catch eyes in the hallway, ready to cover his back just in case. There is no need for such wariness however, as the doors open to reveal a petite woman with gilded wings, clearly from the Greatwood. Moments later she is at Noah's shoulder, the rumble of his tone sliding over her as she nearly materializes at his side.
Elegant and composed despite the oddity of her swollen belly, Hotaru follows Noah's outstretched arm, leading the way to the chairs so that Juniper could follow after her. "I am Hotaru, and this is Noah. We are the Wardens of Halo. Please, sit." She does so herself moments later, smiling slightly at the Fae in their midst. "Tell us what is on your mind." For surely something had brought her here, political or personal.
Elegant and composed despite the oddity of her swollen belly, Hotaru follows Noah's outstretched arm, leading the way to the chairs so that Juniper could follow after her. "I am Hotaru, and this is Noah. We are the Wardens of Halo. Please, sit." She does so herself moments later, smiling slightly at the Fae in their midst. "Tell us what is on your mind." For surely something had brought her here, political or personal.
I don't think I want to be saved
long live the reckless and the brave
long live the reckless and the brave
