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The games are fun, if rather challenging. Hotaru happily returns, her Edge denizen in tow, practically skipping with the challenge being presented to her. It was why she was such a hoarder of material items; she loved the challenge of stealing, of moving unnoticed, concealed, until the very last moment. Though the Edge games were far more honest, it was still a challenge. And Hotaru really loved challenges.
Traipsing in a little late, she flicked her silver plume delicately and tried not to shudder, remembering how the Edge had been her home for a very short amount of time. How she'd trespassed once as a spindly foal, trying to find her Goddess in the pit of despair she'd fallen into. Regardless, her memory from back then was rather good, but the Edge had changed. As had all the other herds, but Hotaru was not going to dwell on the wraiths so soon. She had far more...fun things to deal with.
They are given a new riddle, and Hotaru grins, a vixen in an equine face. Practically prancing off, she quickly caught the eye of her Edge helper and began silently communicating her answer as they walked. The other was not found for quite a while, but Hotaru knew she would have bountiful time. The Edge woods were perfect for what she sought, but her amusement at what she'd eventually found could not be broadcast to the others. Hotaru did not want any of the others snooping around her and stealing her answers, after all. But it was still rather hilarious.
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[O] LET THE GAMES BEGIN (edge games #1)
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