The Outcast [Daliath Pups]

[Onyx]

It was dawn, the morning light just managing to shine in through the cavern and reflect off of the cave walls. As usual he was wide awake, his sides rising and falling gently as he inhaled and exhaled. He had been awake for at least two hours now but he had not moved, had not even opened his eyes yet. Finally he could not resist and slowly his eyelids peeled back to reveal shockingly orange optics. He glanced around him, seeing the bodies of his new siblings, his new family. He was unaccustomed to being small but the other males here were much larger then him. He was anything but tiny, his young body practically bulging with profound muscles. He stuck out like a sore thumb among them, and they hadn't even really interacted with one another yet. So far he had been unsure of what to do, had felt out of place. But his new mother had encouraged him, had pushed him to introduce himself otherwise he wouldn't survive here. She was his savior and he was going to do whatever he could to make her proud, even if it meant going out of his comfort zone. But for now he would lie low. He glanced around him, his gaze landing on each of the other pups. One male in particular was lying farther off then the others, he knew that one was Erebos. Erebos intrigued him, mostly because he seemed much like himself. They were similar in many different ways, but he had not mentioned this. Had done his best to stay out of the way of the others. Slowly he rose off of his belly then, his paws guiding him away from the cluster of pups. It was like a maze in the caverns and it was like bombs were placed everywhere. There were multiple mothers and pups nestled in the cave, and if he should step on the wrong one he would alert the rest of them.

He tiptoed out and around the nearest female, one who was black as night just like him aside from the silver patches in his fur. He was curious about her and knew that she had babysat his siblings, but he had yet to speak to her himself. He knew he would eventually but today was not the day. He hopped over one of her sleeping pups and made his way toward the entrance of the caverns. He took one last glimpse behind him before exiting. Instantly the rays of the sun warmed his hide and he pulled his haunches beneath him. He sat in the sunlight, allowing the light to shine off of his deep ebony pelt. His ears laced backward and he let out a slow sigh. This was almost like a dream that he hadn't woken up from just yet. Part of him was anticipating this new chapter in his life, but the other half of him still thought of his sisters. His real siblings. He missed them from time to time, but he knew that they were better off without him. His old mother had hated him, had made him hate himself. He still loathed himself. And because of it the only thing he felt was anger and self loathing. Occasionally pain but he never associated with it. He was detached and aloof most of the time, but highly intelligent. He didn't understand what was wrong with him, but his new mother hadn't indicated that there was something wrong with him. She had taken him in, had welcomed him, had given him a name. He was no longer "The Boy" or "Boy." He was Onyx. The name rolled around in his head and slowly a smile flickered across his face. His mother had seemed content when she had given him the name which made him happy. It was the only feeling of happiness he had experienced thus far.. And he held onto it. But as quickly as the smile was there it was gone. His orbs glanced off across the terrain, curiosity buzzing in his mind but for now he stayed put. It seemed like he would always remain an outcast.

notes: so I wanted to post onyx with his new siblings! hope thats okay
tagged: @beleth + Erebos + @lilith + @pandora + @samson + Typhon
muse: decent
word count: 853.
status: complete.

[Erebos]

Mother had brought home a stranger.

Erebos watched him as he slept, pale eyes unblinking, the steady rise and fall of the newcomer’s chest having captured and held his attention for a number of hours he cared not to ponder. He couldn’t remember when the sun first began to shine through the entrance. The last time he had looked anywhere else it had been pitch black outside. He was used to other wolves being inside the cave, for he shared it with an abundance of full siblings and half siblings, but there was something different about this boy. He had come out of nowhere, attached himself to Datura’s side like he was one of her own, and clearly he was not. Erebos would recall something like that. He knew who his family was well enough; just because he didn’t concern himself with any of them didn’t mean he could’ve so easily missed something as important as a seventh.

When a pair of orange eyes opened, blinking away the sunlight, a pair of blue eyes immediately closed. He wouldn’t be caught staring. It had become apparent to him recently that his behaviours were deemed peculiar, that it would be considered unusual for him to have spent so much time watching another wolf slumber, and it was precisely that to make him avoid being caught to the best of his ability. He could feel the other’s eyes on him, watching him just as he had been him, and though the temptation to meet his stare was alive and well inside of his chest, he refrained until the sound of shuffling paws had been detected, carrying the newcomer away. The second that Onyx had vanished from sight was the second that Erebos once again opened his eyes.

The need to follow him had been instantaneous. He wanted to know where Onyx came from, what he was doing here, what made it so that he had so suddenly and so unexpectedly became a part of this world that had birthed Erebos but not Onyx, and he didn’t want to do it where the rest of his family could listen. He wasn’t sure if any of his brothers or sisters had stirred yet, and he didn’t care to check; he made his way around them, ensuring not to accidentally brush against any of them on his way out, not wanting to risk waking them up if they already weren’t. For all he knew, a handful of them were pretending to sleep just as he had been when Onyx looked in his direction - he was the oddity in his family, but that didn’t mean they still weren’t capable of being alike.

It didn’t take long for Erebos to find Onyx outside. He stood behind the other boy, scrutinizing him with a careful eye. He wasn’t sure whether Onyx had noticed him yet or not, but as was the usual for him, he didn’t make any moves to announce his looming presence. Unsure of how to start the conversation, he took to action as opposed to words: he neared the other boy until there was little more than a tail’s length of distance between them, circling to his front so that he could chance direct eye-contact. There was currently nothing threatening about the way that Erebos stood, but his silence alone was discouraging, the quiet intensity he was so recognizable for clear in the way he held himself.

“Why are you here?” Finally he spoke, and though his words weren’t particularly friendly, there was nothing aggressive in his eyes; there was nothing but this steady emptiness, a lack of concern for what the answer could be. It was likely the first interaction that Onyx was having with the offspring of his savior, and perhaps it wouldn’t be the kind of start he had been hoping for, but this place wasn’t going to be anything like the home he used to have - whatever that happened to be.

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Word Count: 661.
Tags: Onyx
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[Onyx]

He sat silently in the morning sunlight, speculating his new future. It had been odd, the acceptance he had received from Datura. He knew that she was not his mother and never would be his actual mother, but she had accepted him as her own flesh and blood. It was evident that he was clearly not a part of her litter by his appearance alone. Datura's brood held not a single ebony wolf within it, and all of them seemed to outsize him miraculously. He had heard of the gods in the stories Datura had told, and each night he would think of them. Hoping they would answer his one request- make him great. He knew he had a lot of standards to hold up to; but Kairos was a land of opportunity for Onyx. This was his new home, and he didn't expect to be welcomed warmly by his adoptive siblings. So he watched them as much as he could without being weird about it. He began to know each of them by their personalities and behaviors. And if there was anyone that intrigued him the most it was the silent male Erebos. He had a cool exterior, something Onyx could relate to. There was something that drew Onyx to the brute, he wasn't sure whether it was because they were similar or if there was something else causing it. He tried not to dwell on it though. His orange opticals stared out into the distance, surveying the lay of the land. It wouldn't be long before he would be leaving Ina'mos to take part in the Agoge. That would be the true test. If the gods would favor him he would not only survive the swim but would exceed everyone's expectations of him. He would bring back a bird's egg unbroken, and hopefully whatever remained inside would be a hint of his future. Either way he was ready for whatever trials waited him out there, regardless of whether he was still treated as an outcast or was welcomed into the group with the other young males. He still remained stoic, even as he felt the quiet approach of another. He did not flinch, did not turn to face the wolf. Instead he waited and before long the larger form of his adoptive brother Erebos was facing him. Their eyes locked momentarily, a clash of ice blue with molten orange. Onyx did not break his stare and remained locked with his brother, until his words broke the silence around them. Why are you here?

The question was straight forward, but simple enough. His voice held no malice but it wasn't necessarily warm and inviting either. Onyx pondered the question for a moment, why was he here? He rolled the thought over in his think box before he decided to speak, his voice monotone while he did so. Your mother found me. She brought me here. It was nothing short from the truth and he watched Erebos carefully, waiting for judgement to befall him. I know I am not a part of your family. But Kairos is my home. He spoke the words and a fire lit in his optics, it was something that made him feel strong. It was an emotion he wanted to emit. Onyx didn't want to be weak, he didn't want to be timid. He was a strong creature by nature, regardless of the mother who had abandoned him and the father who had never wanted him. Onyx rarely saw Goliath but the stories that had been told about him depicted a very clear image in his mind. Weakness was not an option here and Onyx was anything but that. He was quiet by nature but he was anything but weak. Are you ready for the Agoge.. He asked him with mild tones. It was not a challenging question but merely a curious one. Perhaps this would be a time for Onyx to forge some type of an alliance early on, and if not then he would be creating an enemy. But there was something about Erebos, perhaps because they were too much alike. Onyx had a feeling deep in his gut that one day they would work well side by side, and hopefully the Agoge could prove that. Onyx did not feel nervous, nor excited. He felt the urge to prove himself though. He wanted to prove himself, needed it just as much as he needed the air to breathe. This was his life now and failure simply was not an option.

notes: okay so random but I absolutely love Erebos, so glad you responded lol
tagged: @beleth + Erebos + @lilith + @pandora + @samson + Typhon
muse: decent
word count: 937
status: complete.

[Erebos]

He maintained a neutral mask despite the way that Onyx’s words stirred something unpleasant inside of him. That he could be so ignorant as to call Kairos his home, to want to believe that it was wholesomely true, wasn’t something Erebos could understand. He knew Datura well enough to know that she would’ve made Kairos out to be the promise land. His mother was devoted to an intolerable extent, and every ounce of her passion sprouted straight from Goliath. The way that Erebos sized up the newcomer to these lands, the way he stared unwaveringly into his orange eyes, was meant to be uncomfortable. There were a lot of things he could think, a lot of things he could want to believe in, but Erebos didn’t see Kairos the same way that Onyx did, and this would be far from his haven.

For a second he could’ve sworn he hated him, but the intense anger quelled itself relatively quickly. Maybe it was because Onyx had a choice in the matter. Maybe it was because he hadn’t been born here, but had chosen to come here anyway. That was something Erebos never had. The Agoge was always going to be his fate, but Onyx had made it his own.

“One is never ready for the Agoge.” His words were simple, not spoken out of fear despite the way they carried an undertone of foreboding into the other male’s ears. It was impossible to be prepared, for no matter how strenuous the training, no matter how focused the participant, the Agoge was deadly and it would find the weak among them. “It must have been a bad home, the one you had before this, but it would’ve been better for you than this place could ever be.” There was a low warning in the larger male’s tone, pale blue eyes wandering over Onyx’s head to take in the sight of Kairos. “Peril lies ahead for us all. You’re not from here, you’re smaller - weaker - and that puts you in more danger.” His face didn’t falter; he wasn’t trying to intimidate him, but rather to inform him. Never before had Erebos strove to be helpful, and though he wouldn’t exactly call what he was doing helpful, it was closer to it than he he had ever come before. More than anything, he wanted to get inside of Onyx’s head to truly understand what had driven him to coming here. “You’ve chosen a fate that threatens to kill you, and nobody should ever choose that. Choose this.” If it wasn’t already clear, Onyx would now be able to see how completely Erebos detested this place. He wasn’t interested in the Agoge, he wasn’t interested in returning a fully fledged warrior, but despite all of that he had come to accept his fast approaching fate, and he would kill heartlessly to be among those to come back alive. He knew what he wanted out of his life, he knew who he was better than most wolves his age, and he wasn’t going to die before he got the chance to try and become other than what he was expected to be.

But others would potentially have to.

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Word Count: 532.
Tags: Onyx
OOC: I'm so happy you like him! This post isn't as Erebos-esque as I'd normally aim for, but I'm running out of muse and I just wanted to get through as many of the posts I owe as possible.

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She woke to voices, and a funny smell – a foreigner was somewhere in their den. Pandora’s eyes opened into azure slits, the invader causing no immediate fear in the tiny femme. In all the world, what had she to fear? She was safe in her home, sleeping amongst the warm bodies of her tremendous siblings, and her parents no doubt lingered close. Her sister, resting peacefully beneath her, would tear apart anything that dared harm her - not to mention her army of brothers. Pandora thanked the gods each day for allowing her to be born into such safety. The little auburn pup, whose head was buried into the soft, fiery hues of Lilith’s stomach fur, yawned loudly, letting her dainty forelegs sprawl out in a disorderly stretch, before she flopped clumsily onto her side. Datura had always encouraged elegance of her eldest daughter… but mama wasn’t here now.

She blinked, suddenly more awake, and glanced towards Erebos, her big brother – while she was the eldest, barely, she always thought of her siblings as ‘big’ because… that’s exactly what they were. Being born first into the world meant less than nothing to her, and placed her on no pedestal… although, ironically, a pedestal would have been infinitely useful to the girl, who was always craning her neck upwards to look everyone else in the eye. Even the smaller boy, the stranger that Erebos was talking to, was bigger than her – and he wasn’t even very large yet, it seemed.

Who on earth was he? Where did he come from? Curiosity pricked her mind, overwrought that something new had finally happened around here. In a world where everything was Kairos – the land, the wolves, the smells – there, sitting before her, was something utterly and unquestionably not from Kairos. An untouched being.

The dainty pup began to stir, immediately looking to her only sister for assurance. Her brothers would probably bite her for waking them up, without mama there to correct them. “Lily,” she mewled out softly, suddenly lifting her fragile body to her paws. “Lily, wake up! There’s a boy here,” she gasped, licking Lilith’s maw eagerly to rouse her from her slumber. Sidestepping any sort of courtesy, Pandora clambered onto her brawny sister until her negligible weight stood entirely on top of her, tiny tail wagging devotedly.

Ugh. There’s no time for this.

Climbing down from Lilith carefully – any misstep resulting in her looking a complete fool – she strode towards the pair of boys, unable to catch whatever grim things Erebos was telling him. The stinker. Though she may have been naïve, a helpless fact due to her youth, she wasn’t stupid – she loved Erebos, but dreaded the thought of him so much as looking at her. His gaze was unsettling, like it… knew things. Weird things. She wouldn’t pretend that his calm indifference equated to harmlessness – the Voices didn’t seem to like him either, but she kept that fact to herself, usually retreating back to Lilith’s safe company when Erebos swatted her with his cold indifference. She had no idea if he thought she was pitiful, her meager size making her stand out hideously from the rest of her litter – she had nothing to prove, no strength to show off, and no competition for her standing. All she had was a beautiful face, which clearly would not be useful in gaining her brother’s favour. Whatever Erebos saw in her, good or bad, was a mystery.

“Hi there,” brushing past Erebos with an affectionate nudge, and nothing more, she spoke casually, neglecting her ‘adult’ voice to instead greet the stranger as they were – as pups, possibly as friends. Her expectations of others were usually altogether hopeful, and she knew for a fact that this boy wouldn’t have been allowed anywhere near them if he were at all dangerous. He didn’t look threatening – after all, she lived with beasts, slept with them on a nightly basis, even. Her father was dangerous, but this… this boy was no more a danger than she was, her eyes bright and her tongue lolling from out her lips in a puppyish smile. What an absolute terror she must have seemed.

“Oh, sorry… for interrupting,” she uttered as an afterthought, realising she had intruded on a conversation between two males. Probably not her place to interject – but as she had already stepped over the threshold, she made no efforts to retreat now. Surely he would recognise that she was Erebos’ sister; their eyes were indistinguishable, after all, and their scents would have been nigh on identical.

“I’m Pandora, and this happy ray of sunshine,” she nodded towards her brooding brother, “is Erebos.” She smiled innocuously, unsure if she would offended her brother with her light ribbing. He had no… humour, it seemed, his voice often dull and dreadfully intense. He never smiled at anyone – but he made himself unhappy all on his own, so perhaps he was content to be that way. She wouldn’t dare attempt to push him from that lonesome precipice.

“What’s your name?” Her tail wagged with interest as she brazenly approached the stranger, no fear in her pale eyes, and pushed her muzzle into the inky fur of his neck, breathing in his alien-ness. The boy’s eyes were a bright amber, and his pelt…. Dark. None of her brothers were that colour, nor her mother or father; the duskiness of his coat was fascinating. His smell, however, was most intriguing of all – the undeniable scent of women, girls, femininity… underlined by the saltiness of the sea from his journey to the island. How peculiar.

“You smell like a girl,” she commented with an innocent trill, continuing to sniff the boy as though she might be able to fathom his origin by identifying every single aroma as if they were each a clue. “I like it.”


@lilith Erebos Onyx

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Pandora’s weight was scarcely enough to drag Lilith from her sound sleep, filling with visions of her future – she dreamed of Vor’asa, of giant birds in the sky, and the wonders that awaited the pups beyond Ina’mos. The boys would go in a few months time, and Lilith intended to go with them. She was just as big, and often, twice as rambunctious than her male siblings. Lilith was, as her mother had described her with a touch of pride, a terror.  All the females of Kairos were hunters, but Lilith aspired to more. Datura did not dissuade her dreams of being the strongest warrior the grace the shores of their island home, no longer certain that her youngest pup’s interest in the Agoge was more than a passing phase. The smallest of their litter, Pandora, climbed over Lilith, who responded with nothing more than a groggy hpmh. She enjoyed her only sister’s company, even though she wasn’t as playful or wild as Lilith herself. Her Panda was a delicate petal, and Lilith, a thorn. She preferred to be close by, to make sure that Panda was safe and sound within the den. Before she drifted back into slumber, however, she heard Pandora’s voice, distant now. Reluctantly, Lilith pulled herself to her large paws, stretching each of her limbs as a wide, noisy yawn erupted from her maw.

The scent of something different piqued her attention, and she cast a look toward the mouth of the cavern from where she slept comfortably inside. An instinctual growl rippled in her throat when she saw the orange orbs, those eyes that did not fit in with the rest of the pale blue shades of Goliath’s offspring. It was impossible for wolves beyond Kairos to make it this far into Kairos territory. Hers was a pack that was both proud and possessive of their claims, and the swim to and from Ina’mos was no laughing matter, as Datura had explained – it was easy enough to drown in the salty waves, or get carried away with the tide. Getting to Ina’mos from the rest of Anikira was a challenge, and a wolf would be caught in the act, as her mother said.

The enemy waited beyond the borders of her father’s lands. She stared intently at the boy as she approached, head lowered and nostrils flaring as she evaluated the scent he carried. He smelled like the ocean, and like her mother, and there was something else. Immediately, it registered in Lilith’s mind that the ebony brute was not from here. He was not of Kairos, which meant he belonged to the world beyond – a world that Lilith craved, filled with righteousness, vengeance, and ambitions beyond her happiest dreams, and a world filled with them. Outsiders and enemies wore the same clothes, and her suspicious stare was brazen as she moved closer to the gathering. With a gentle nudge to her sister’s side, urging her fragile sibling away from the boy, she gave a haughty snort. She stood mere inches away from his form, nothing with a fleeting sense of glee that she had to look down to see the pup’s topaz orbs, shining bright against his dark façade – but hollow. He looked more asleep than awake. The largest pup craned her neck to accentuate her ever-growing height, posture straightened, her robust frame now standing safely between Pandora and the outsider.

”Hey kid.” A paw rose from the ground to jab the smaller pup in the ribs, pushing further to see how the stranger would respond – and smiling all the while, canines sharp, with a glint of mayhem in her mismatched eyes.  If he wasn't born on Ina'mos, than he wasn't Kairos.  ”What are you doing? You’re not from here. Who do you belong to?”

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tags: Onyx + Erebos + @pandora

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Distant voices made the pale rusty ears of a sleeping wolf twitch. His chest rose and fell, his seafoam eyes hesitating to open. His body was numb, his mind was quiet, like it always was. Beleth kept hearing the voices in the distance and began to question where they came from; they were hazy and unrecognizable as his mind was between conscious and unconsciousness. Even if Beleth didn't admit it, he loved to sleep. It was a moment in which he could just be quiet and rest his mind. He had been anxious lately about the Agoge, so resting proved to help him ease his mind.  

However, his resting was soon started to be uncomfortable and almost impossible due to the voices that he heard, speaking to someone in particular. Lifting his head and yawning, he proceeded to stretch his now lengthy legs and body. He heard his siblings speak to someone, asking where they came from and talking about the Agoge, amongst other things. Beleth walked over to their location, and before him, stood a small male, with a black pelt and intense orange eyes. Beleth lowered his head and sniffed him, not recognizing his scent, but catching Mother Datura's smell all over him. 

"Who are you?" Beleth asked bluntly after retreating a few steps and inspecting the situation. He was confused, but he wanted answers and he wanted them now. Who was this intruder? He looked around to his siblings--they seemed to have mixed emotions about this new guy; some where excited, and some were just as confused as he were. Standing still, he kept his eyes locked on the black pup, waiting for a proper answer to his questions.

Onyx / Erebos / @pandora / @lilith 

[Onyx]

Onyx had not expected any of this to be easy. Mother Datura had explained that thoroughly to him on their way to Kairos. As if the long travel wasn't enough they also had to make the swim to Ina'mos. Datura had her teeth clamped around his scruff tightly the entire time but it still didn't help him from swallowing sea water. The burn of the water still remained in his throat, a constant reminder of what he would be facing again when leaving for the Agoge. The odds were already stacked against him, but he was not a failure. He had far more determination then most, and he would do whatever he could to prove it. Datura had shown him more affection then his own mother had, and he was truly devoted to her. But he couldn't help but feel out of place when she brought him into her den. She had a litter of her own who would be his adopted siblings. He felt something that closely resembled contentment when there were other males present, but it didn't go much further then that. He was sure to keep his distance from them, though he remained close enough to Datura for his own personal reasons. He would not use her for protection; a small part of him just used her for comfort. He hardly needed it but part of him was glad that she was his new mother, and he wanted to remain somewhat close to her. He could almost always feel the eyes of Erebos on him, though he hadn't dare spoke of it. Secretly, he would return the glances whilst Erebos' eyes were closed. Today though was time for the reckoning. All of the rest of the pups would be stirring soon and then the real test would begin. There would be plenty of mixed reactions but Onyx was prepared for them all. One is never ready for the agoge. It must have been a bad home, the one you had before this, but it would’ve been better for you than this place could ever be. Peril lies ahead for us all. You’re not from here, you’re smaller - weaker - and that puts you in more danger. You’ve chosen a fate that threatens to kill you, and nobody should ever choose that. Choose this. It was clear in his words that he loathed Kairos and Onyx was puzzled by it. But everyone had their own reasoning behind their words. I'm quite aware of that.. But this is my fate now. His words were clear when he spoke them, their gazes locking again before a much smaller wolf strode past him. She was female and she was so tiny in comparison to Erebos and himself, she reminded him in many ways of Willow. Hi there. Oh, sorry… for interrupting. I’m Pandora, and this happy ray of sunshine, is Erebos. What's your name? He couldn't help but offer a slight smirk at the girl's words before responding, I am Onyx. Soon enough she was approaching him and planting her wet nose directly in the scruff of his neck. His body froze for a moment as she inhaled his scent and he glanced down at her curiously when she retracted from him. You smell like a girl. I like it. He was almost certain that wasn't meant to be an insult but hearing that he smelt like a girl wasn't necessarily encouraging. I used to have sisters.. He offered an explanation though he was sure it hardly mattered now.

Not long after Pandora made her introduction a large female strode past him to nudge Pandora further from him. He arched an invisible brow at the femme, unsure of where she was going to go with her introduction to him. Hey kid. She spoke before sending a jab to his ribs with a large fore paw. He shifted his weight then to face her but otherwise made no move towards her. What are you doing? You’re not from here. Who do you belong to? A stream of questions came flowing from her mouth and he was speechless for a moment. Before he could even respond the final pup arrived. The white male moved past him and then his blue eyes locked with Onyx's own orange ones. Who are you? He questioned and Onyx glanced from both him and the larger female. My name is Onyx. I came from a land that consisted of mostly females. I had three sisters. I left to go out on my own, it was better off that way. While I was out there your mother found me, she brought me here to give me a new home. You all might think that I am naive for choosing to come here but Kairos is far better than my old home. His explanation was enough to satisfy all of their questions, or so he hoped. It was then that he directed his gaze to the larger femme and the white male. What are your names? He wanted to be able to put a name to their faces instead of referring to them by their pelt colors. It surely was strange how much smaller he was in comparison to them. He was much larger then his sisters had been but here he was surrounded by giants. He felt out of place and he was definitely the odd ball when it came to his vibrant orange eyes and his ebony pelt dashed with silver. He glanced from each of them, waiting for one of them to fire off more questions. His stance remained defensive for the mean time, he was after all completely out of his element.

notes: I love this thread<3
tagged: @beleth + Erebos + @lilith + @pandora + @samson + Typhon
muse: decent
word count: 1139
status: complete.

[Erebos]

That he thought himself quite aware of that was a laughable matter all on its own, because of course he wasn’t, none of them truly were, and anyone that thought differently was being blissfully ignorant. There was something about his demeanor that upset Erebos greatly. Perhaps that it was too similar to his own. Surely one of him was enough, Kairos didn’t need another, but then again who was he to say such a thing, for why else would Datura have dragged him onto the shores of Ina’mos. Her observational son had turned out a little cold-blooded in the end, so a replacement had been found in the hopes that he’d be able to get it right. He narrowed his pale eyes in suspicion, not even bothering to avert his unwelcoming stare when his sister, Pandora, brushed against his side and made herself at home in their conversation. Her introduction of him went in one ear and out the other, and when he finally chanced a glance in her direction, she had already busied herself with the task of identifying his peculiar scent. Pandora was the most likable of the litter, with a voice like honey and a face just as sweet, but that was hardly enough to earn Erebos’ approval. He tolerated her, just as he did Lilith, Beleth, and the rest of his siblings; her kindness was almost charming, given that the rest of her family had inherited a colder variety of traits, but what made her different didn’t make her special - not to him. He would drive her into the ground just as he would any of his bigger, more powerful brothers and sister, the only difference being that, with her, it’d be a whole lot easier to do.

It wasn’t long before two more of his siblings found themselves a place amongst the growing crowd, both with questions of their own for Onyx. He knew how protective Lilith could be of Pandora, he often saw it in her eyes, and though he rarely concerned himself with the relationship between the two girls, he found that he liked it a little more than usual when Lilith was using it against the newcomer to Kairos. He couldn’t be sure that he liked him, but there was nothing strange about that. He was too small, too weak, and it was a given that he was also too dumb if he had willingly found himself on this personalized Hell. When he asked for everyone to identify themselves, Erebos remained silent. There was no reason for him to speak since Pandora had already offered his name. He would leave it to everyone else to decide whether or not to give their names, and instead jump right back into the firing of questions. “What was wrong with your old home?” A primarily female pack was foreign to him. He had never known such a thing to exist. He couldn’t help his growing curiousity, but he wouldn’t dare show it. There was something intriguing about what existed beyond Ina’mos, and he hungered to discover what else was in the world, what else there was to be offered to him, because maybe, just maybe, it’d be better than anything he could find here.

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Word Count: 539.
Tags: @beleth , @lilith , Onyx & @pandora
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The gentle push from behind broke Pandora’s intrigued stupor, knowing immediately who would be responsible for the defensive nudge. But she didn’t want to leave him – not yet. Her tail tucked compliantly, but her maw found its way to the darker male’s ear, her words a playful whisper.

“My father could swallow you whole – me too, if he wanted. I have dreamt it,” Pandora’s words finished on a small giggle, her tail batting playfully as she finally obeyed her sister, and turned away from him, small paws trotting as she did so. Honestly, her words hadn’t sounded ominous to her own ears, as she was yet to take her dreams seriously – in fact, the dream she spoke of had been a comforting one, where her father had soothingly wrapped himself around her until his warmth surrounded every small inch of her, and she was in a warm, dark place. There were no voices – only the sound of her father’s loud breathing. It had been wonderful, and so very hot.

The runt’s pale blue eyes stared back at the mismatched orbs of her older sister, her formidable gaze staring down at her like dual medley of ice and fire – maintaining a defiant pout for only a moment, Pandora exhaled a tedious hrr-rumph and withdrew herself from the stranger’s side. If Lilith deemed it unsafe for her, then she was in no position to argue with her hardiest sibling – and in truth, she was interested to see how things would pan out without her own anodyne presence getting in the way - so instead she shuffled closer against Lilith’s chest, watching what would become of the smaller male now that the bigger kids had come out to play.

Samson and Typhon would probably stay sleeping, the lazy oafs - but soon, Beleth joined them, welcomed by Pandora’s unobjectionable smile, and it didn’t take more than a moment for him to impose his questions on the poor outsider. Not that the black male had any uncertainty in answering all of their questions that were fired unrelentingly at him.

As he begun to share his story, the dainty runt listened intently, curious about what world resided beyond the lush haven of this island. His name was Onyx – she decided immediately that she liked that name – and he had come from a place ruled by a gender opposite to that which reigned over Kairos. An odd story; so odd that it had clearly not been made up in his head. He spoke much of women, and of sisters… but there was one crucial aspect of his birth that had been left unsaid. Pandora’s ears perked as she waited to speak.

“What of your father?” she queried gently, her beguiling gaze captivated by the mystery that shrouded him. “Are you a bastard?”

The word sounded sour on her tongue – an ugly word unfitting of such a comely mouth. She wouldn’t have dreamed of uttering such a thing in normal circumstances, as it would have probably earned her a bat on her ear from mum or dad, and she didn’t even understand the word in its entirety. From what she had heard, it meant that two parents did not love one another, but had pups together – not unlike some litters in Kairos, that had only a mother and an absent father. They had been called bastards by the older wolves, when they thought no one was around to hear them say it.

Was this poor boy the same?


@lilith Erebos Onyx @beleth

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Beleth, her silent brother, slipped into the gathering commotion, apparently woken from his sound sleep by the sounds of the pups’ voices. He wore a quizzical expression, and Lilith glanced at him from the corner of an eye, but her body remained in its same position: rigid, neck straightened to accentuate her full height, and physique angled toward the stranger defensively. Pandora was close to her, but Lilith’s attention was focused solely on Onyx. If this kid thought he could just show up out of nowhere and be just like them, then Lilith would have to make it abundantly clear to the dark brute. The stranger spoke of a land of mostly females – a preposterous idea in Lilith’s young mind, very different from what she was accustomed to, and her dark nostrils wrinkled in distaste for the distant pack. The idea ruminated in her mind as the boy continued to speak, but Lilith had already tuned him out, watching his lips move but barely hearing his words.

”What are your names?” She ignored the boy’s inquiry, a flick of an ear the only acknowledgement that she had heard him at all. None of her siblings offered their monikers, and Lilith remained silent – for the first time in her life, she was staring into the eyes of an outsider. He had no right to demand her name, and her eyes narrowed into slits. Her strange eyes never broke their intense stare. Wherever he had come from, Lilith decided, must have been a miserable place. For some, Kairos was misery, but not for Lilith. This was her home first. This was her life, she was not willing to accept another “brother” into the fold, especially one so much smaller than her own proud lineage.

Land of mostly females. The strange notion still remained in Lilith’s thoughts. She was intrigued, but also puzzled that such a place could exist. The pup huffed as the hushed tones of her real brother spoke out. Erebos posed the most important question while Lilith continued to stare down Onyx – what was wrong with your old home? Under her breath, Lilith commented with a sneer, ”I’ve heard the other packs beyond Kairos are weak. A pack of all girls.” A mocking laugh parted her maw. In Kairos, Father was in charge, and all their males were expected to fight.  She could scarcely imagine any differently.

Pandora’s soft voice followed: “What of your father? Are you a bastard?” Lilith could not conceal the amusement that her sister’s questions inspired. Born outside of Kairos, Lilith was certain that whoever his parents had been, they were a miserable, weak lot. As gently as she could muster, she nudged her Panda away to a safer place before returning her attention to Onyx. Shamelessly, she moved closer, giving the ebony child a harsh shoulder to his side as she walked past him, pacing slow loops around the boy, just as a vulture circles its earth-bound prey. ”Do you know how to fight? If you live here, you better be able to fight.”

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tags: @beleth + Onyx + Erebos + @pandora

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Seafoam eyes tried to pierce through the orange eyes that looked back at him. The small pup in front of him seemed weak compared to him and to his siblings, and for some reason Beleth felt superior to him, but quickly tried to erase these thoughts from his mind. The small pup introduced himself as Onyx, and Beleth thought that it was a fitting name. But what stood out from this male was that he came from a pack that was made from... females. Beleth felt confused for a moment; who would think that is a good idea? It... could work if the females knew how to fight and how to defend themselves. But he quickly ignored the thoughts and focused on the ebony wolf in front of them.

He had asked for everyone's names, but apparently his siblings had ignored his question and proceeded to bombard him with even more questions. Beleth then began to analyze the situation--even if he was aware that this intruder was invading their space, this tiny male couldn't probably win in a fight with him or his siblings, since they exceeded him in strength and size. Even if they were still young, they were still robust, even more than  normal, some said. Beleth then tried to cool down his expression when he understood that maybe the nerves of everyone else were getting the best of him, so he proceeded to calm down and answer the question everyone had seemingly ignored.

"My name is Beleth," he spoke, his voice still tinged with defensiveness and caution as he looked at all of his other siblings. Lilith had shown her characteristic... charm, complete with her intense desire to fight. He had even caught her talk like if she were a male, but Beleth couldn't figure out what to think of it. Sometimes he cared, sometimes he didn't. Pandora had shown her graceful but blunt energy that he had grown accustomed to, and Erebos showed his mysterious personality every day more. Beleth was curious about the small male, and he couldn't figure him out as quickly as he figured out his brothers and sisters. He was strange, and it was as if he didn't... fit.

"How do you plan to survive in the Agoge? You're too small." He bluntly asked, his seafoam eyes still looking directly at him, even if his expression had softened. Even if this small being was no match for the bigger wolves that surrounded it, he had learned to not trust appearances--Mother Datura had taught him and Erebos that even the most fragile, beautiful things in life could be deadly if given a chance. Standing still, he masked his inner whirl of emotions in the same stoic façade that he always had and that would become a part of who he was.

Onyx Erebos @pandora @lilith

[Onyx]

The air was tinged with tension as the interrogation continued- all sets of eyes were on the ebony pup and he continued to return their gazes unflinching. Onyx was not afraid of any of them, he had no reason to be. This was his home now, whether they were happy about it or not. He knew going into things that he would never be accepted, hell that was basically the life he was doomed to live. His main objectives were to be pleasing in the eyes of his alpha and his "adoptive father." He didn't need any acceptance from anyone else. Regardless of his size he would be participating in the Agoge and he would become one of the fiercest warriors in Kairos. It was his future, it was his life. And Onyx would do whatever necessary to prove that to whomever wanted him to fail. What was wrong with your old home? His eyes shifted over to Erebos then, their gazes clashing for a silent second before he responded, his gaze never wavering. It was not meant to be. He offered blatantly. Males were not accepted in his old home, it was a pack ruled by females and he would have never been able to truly rise in the ranks. Not like here. Here the males were glorified, this was what he needed. The testosterone was a welcome change for the young pup and it made him feel more at ease, but that didn't mean he was going to let his guard down. Now he had to be more defensive then ever before. He was coming into their home as an outsider, an outcast, and he would not be welcomed easily. He had to prove his right to be here and he intended on doing so. My father could swallow you whole – me too, if he wanted. I have dreamt it. His gaze then turned from Erebos to Pandora, a smile threatening to creep across his facade. She was quite a bit smaller then him, even daintier alongside her giant siblings. She was the most welcoming one of all it seemed.

What of your father? Are you a bastard? His auds flicked backward for a half second, his mind fumbling for the right words. Onyx never knew his father and his birth mother had never spoke a single word about him. But something told him that he must have resembled him, especially the way she couldn't bare to look at him half the time. I suppose that is one of the terms to be used in my situation.. I never met my father. He responded truthfully. It was unheard of anywhere else but in his natal pack that was the regular. Males were unwelcome whereas in Kairos that was where they thrived. This was where he needed to be. I’ve heard the other packs beyond Kairos are weak. A pack of all girls. The brutish female barked a sharp laugh and Onyx arched an invisible brow. Sure a pack of all females was nothing in comparison to Kairos but he himself had not heard of any other packs. He knew of only Kairos and his natal pack. Do you know how to fight? If you live here, you better be able to fight. His gaze met her mismatched orbs, unwavering and boring into her as if he could see through her very soul. I know how to defend myself and I am learning more each and every day. He had a feeling that this particular pup would be testing him all throughout his time here, and he didn't mind it. He liked a challenge. It drove him to want to do better. She had yet to give him her name personally but in the back of his mind he was almost certain that she was Lilith, the pup he had heard others speaking of and he could also recall Mother Datura telling him her name before he was brought here. My name is Beleth. The ivory brute spoke and Onyx shifted his eyes to him. He was surprised that he was given his calling, he hadn't expected him to respond at all. How do you plan to survive in the Agoge? You're too small. He didn't flinch at the question and instead answered directly. Size has nothing to do with survival. I'm going to the Agoge. There was no argument in his words, he wasn't budging. He would be going to the Agoge regardless of what others thought of him and he didn't care that he was smaller. He was intelligent and a fighter- he would make it to the Agoge and he would prove them all wrong.

notes: So sorry for the wait everyone, life has been verrryy hectic for me D:
tagged: @beleth + Erebos + @lilith + @pandora + @samson + Typhon
muse: decent
word count: 977.
status: complete.