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Inside the room, the priestess of Suzaku's tummy was of course rumbling and she was nearly about to complain to her only son that she was hungry -again- when the knock came. Said son was lying a little to the side of her bed, eyes closed -perhaps to hide their rolling knowing what was to come & wishing his father or sisters were over at that moment- & his lean, fighter's body looking quite exhausted. Hotohori loved his mother, really he did, but... well his life revolved around her and his training. Sure... he could let the others see that she didn't klutz into anything, or burn anything in the kitchen, or otherwise just call disaster to her... but Hotohori saw it as his duty to protect his beloved and sweet mother whenever Tamahome was not with her. He really loved his self imposed duty... but... it was tiring. Even draining.

An unmarked ear lifted at the knock, the warrior not missing how his mother was caught off guard with her mouth open & poised to speak. A slow, slip of a smile graced his lips. A smile that seeing it reminded his mother of her long ago friend, the Emperor for which her son had been named. Her eyes blinked in surprise seeing it. Only for a second as her tummy again rumbled, this time loudly enough to be heard through the door. "Cookies!?!? Diina!!!!"

Chuckling softly at his mother's reaction Hotohori stood gracefully and stretched, beating his mother to the door only because he was closer. Leave it to Mother to pick up on the food first before her friend... "Good afternoon, ladies." Hotohori greeted as he opened the door and stepped with fighter's grace to the side so that his mother & Adiina could 'attack' each other in their exuberance without taking him down as well. Just in time too, for the priestess had managed to get to her paws and was leaping for her friend. Really... it was too bad her best friend Yuii (from Miaka's 'before') was not around. His mother spoke of her with concern & longing often enough. "A pleasure to see you. Shall we head to the kitchen then?" Like he was going to let them make cookies in here. O_O oh no.

Hotohori made the smallest show of appreciation, noticing the wild grace of Adiina's granddaughter. The faintest upwards shift of a single brow-ridge -easily missed. His namesake would not have missed it, but his mother certainly did. Suzaku... I pray that Ginny is there... & that Chroma is not... Gods... the thought of the three of them in the kitchen together not only nearly made the male shiver for the fear of the thought alone, but it had Hotohori worried for Ginny's sanity if it should ever happen. If Miaka & Adiina's greeting was any indication. Mother was not entirely used to getting such greetings as giving them, but her son could see Miaka was overjoyed. "Don't know! If she's not with Harry she probably is!" Hotohori nodded slightly that his mother's logic was probably right (for a change) even as he silently disentangled them. "Let's find out!" Softly he padded like some great cat after the females, carefully glancing over the room before shutting the door behind them.

Either he was exceptionally lucky or Suzaku was smiling on his priestess' son. A red-headed, black robed kitsu female with pale pink skin was sitting on her haunches in a chair. Her fore legs lay upon the table, a thick book between her paws from which she appeared to be scanning the contents within rather than actually reading them. A flick of her orange banded ear indicated that she could hear

Ginny turned to take in the small party. Her brown eyes sparkled with a mischief that could rival her twin brothers' as she read into what Eruanna was -not- saying. Smiling while holding back inner mirth the red-headed witch closed her book & with a wave of her wand sent it safely out of the kitchen. "No. No fair at all. Go. Have fun. Tell me about it when you get back." Hopping from the chair Ginny wasted no time pushing Eruanna & Hotohori back out the kitchen door on her way to grab her -spare- recipe box. Hotohori for his part looked like he had just been blindsided & caught completely off guard as his mother waved good-bye & called happily for them to have a good time and bring hungry tummies back. Belatedly the lone male started to protest but the witch cut him off. "I think it's a perfect time for some just mothers time."

The brilliance of her smile stunned Hotohori & left him blinking in its wake. No... not a mother... I've no place there... Stunned Hotohori let himself be herded from the room with a bit of a dazed look in his dark eyes. When he was outside the warrior sat upon his haunches, blinking. "What... just happened?"

Stunned, and looking more than a little shell-shocked, Hotohori let himself be shoved a bit & rocked lightly at the pressure. Blinking & dazed he got to his feet, absently padding towards the middle of the room where he paused as if uncertain what to do with himself. It was not so much that he had nothing to do when not looking after his mother. It was more he had never been so thoughally or quickly ... well whatever it was that they had done to him to get him out of the room like that. Snowed? What was that anyway.

'yipe!' The unsuspecting (really, even -or especially- in this house a warrior should know better) male jumped as his tails were attacked. Or rather, tried to jump but quickly was restrained for the weight upon them.

'Ori? Who or what is 'Ori? Hotohori wondered to himself even as he twisted to look at the female in bemusement. Wait... "Hunting? Swimming?"

Blink. Tails once again free Hotohori padded with automatic steps to the front door and outside. Perplexity slowly gave way to pointed thoughtfulness and once more he looked at Eruanna, though now it was much different. Perhaps discerning. "Yes... it is a nice day. What exactly are you playing at, Eruanna?"

Hotohori seemed put out of his stride even as he was falling back into it at the sound she made. He blinked at her a moment, vaguely thinking that Eruanna could win a guy over with a noise like that.

The male's eyes narrowed slightly. There had been a 'yet' in that answer and he DID live with two sets of Weasley Twins. 'Yet' & mischievous grins were usually a combination to be avoided. Concentrating on that, he barely heard the 'Ori', mistaking it as an 'or' and presuming the wild female was just letting things trail off. Hotohori answered as he started walking into the woods. "Training usually. But I don't think I should wield a sword just now. So let's see about that swim you mentioned."

Surprisingly though, he was not walking towards Bass'ken Lake. Instead deep magenta paws were padding deeper into the woods. He seemed to know where he was going.

The other's closeness did not seem to bother Hotohori much. at least if it did, the warrior showed no sign. At least until his ponytail was tugged. He made a startled sound and turned with a snap upon his 'attacker' with a look of surprise & bafflement in his eyes. "Hey! What was that for?"

Hotohori huffed slightly, looking like he was more than tempted to not answer Eruanna's question in light of new matters. "You said swimming. I don't feel much like fishing poles or crowds, so we're going to a smaller lake. It's spring fed." The male added on the last almost as an afterthought.

Taking a step away from the girl he continued on -at last bringing them to a crystal clear pond that would be the size of an Olympic sized pool if Nature made bodies of water in rectangles. As it was the lake was more ovoid, with a small jutting on the far bank. Seeing the beauty Hotohori took time to pause, drawing in its splendor & breathing of the air here deeply.