The One [Onyx]

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The night was quiet – finally. All of the siblings were sound asleep, along with her mother who rested not too far from her in the cavern. She guessed a few of her brothers or sisters no longer slept in the den, finding comfort in their own maturing and reclusive lives – which meant it would be even easier for her to sneak away, unseen and unheard, with less bodies to clamber over. The fragile pup opened her eyes, ears flicking to judge the silence of her littermates, all of whom were vastly more enormous than her, they could barely be considered youths any more. Soundless as she crept to her feet, Pandora padded towards the mouth of the cave, eyes searching through the dimness for an even darker figure huddled close to the cave’s entrance – alone, even while sleeping. Poor boy.

She approached silently, prodding his side with her petite snout. “Onyx – wake up,” she breathed quietly, her figure hunched low against him. She knew her siblings would heavily disapprove of her fraternising with the outsider, but Pandora prided herself on always being an open-minded individual. She harboured no resentment at all for this boy – heck, he was the most interesting thing to walk into their den since…. Ever.

“Onyx,” she nudged him again, her voice lowering slightly. “The voices won’t sleep, so I can’t either,” she climbed over him, scampering towards the outside of the den, certain he would follow her. The tiny femme feared nothing, ignorantly so – and in that moment, she wanted nothing more than to play with the girly-smelling boy, away from the prying and disdainful eyes of her brothers and sisters. They always called him cruel names, too caught up in their own brutishness to play nice, and though she was too small to stand up for him, she was always there, quietly beside him in silent empathy of his foreign status. If no one else on the entire island would be his friend, then she would have to be the one.

Onyx

[Onyx]

Life had not been easy for the male and so far he had been dealt a difficult hand. His introduction to his litter mates was anything but warm and cozy and his run in with Samson, the twins, and Lilith had gone south relatively quick. Lilith had made it completely clear that she wanted nothing to do with him but he didn't care. She could bitch and moan all she wanted but he would still be here at the end of the day. Regardless he had received the message loud and clear and had given everyone space. He no longer slept with them and instead slept towards the mouth of the cave, away from the others. The female warrior Xena had her nest not too far from him but he steered clear of her- her pups were still far too little to be wandering on their own and he knew how protective mothers could be at times. Well at least just the mothers of Kairos because his birth mother didn't seem to care about him at all. Whether he lived or died. Some nights he would wonder if she missed him at all, or even wondered what had happened to him. But then his logical side would correct him. His mother had never loved him, the moment she had laid eyes on him she had loathed him. She hadn't even given him a name. Because of her Onyx would never be a normal wolf. The voices in his head grew louder with each passing day making it harder to ignore them. His self loathing and anger continued to loom over him like a dark cloud but so far he was managing to contain it. That however would not last for long. His fits of sleep were often no longer than twenty minute spurts and it was while he had been sleeping that he felt the first initial nudge against his shoulder. At first he thought he was imagining it but then he heard the sound of a soft voice in his ear. Onyx - wake up. It was Pandora but why she was talking to him at this hour was beyond him. He kept his eyes closed for a moment longer, waiting to see if it was a dream or if it was real. Onyx. The voices won't sleep so I can't either. He felt another nudge, this time it was enough to jostle him out of his slumber.

His orange orbs glanced around until he spotted her. She was already outside of the caverns and he didn't hesitate to rise off the ground. Briefly he glanced over his shoulder and stood still for a moment, listening to the silence. It was evident that no one else would be getting up anytime soon and that was the signal he was waiting for before he followed after the petite femme. His gait was smooth, muscles rippling beneath his ebony fur. He had been training everyday, preparing for his departure to the Agoge. He had something to prove to not only himself but to everyone else. They didn't believe in him- they thought he was too small. But he would prove them wrong. His large paws dug into the dirt as he strode forward until finally he pulled his haunches beneath him and sat beside the tiny female. If Lilith finds out your talking to me she'll be furious. He reminded Pandora, meanwhile an image of the brutish female flashed through his mind. Lilith had been tormenting him for some time now. She was mostly an annoyance, but that would go away after the Agoge. Once he proved himself. His orange occuli met with the light blue shade of Pandora's eyes and for a moment his stomach flipped, it was an odd feeling and he didn't think anything of it. Why are you nice to me.. His words were void of any emotion and blunt when he spoke them. He truly wanted to know why Pandora chose to be nice to him, chose to even talk to him at all. All of his other adoptive siblings ignored him and certainly disapproved of anyone interacting with him. He was the outcast here and that was a well known fact. It was true that Lilith would be irate if she found out Pandora was speaking to him- she was the girl's body guard and a decent one at that. She was like a hawk, watching Pandora constantly if it wasn't for her own tasks that she had to do. Onyx was not stupid, he surveyed them all in silence with each passing day. Becoming familiar with their actions and schedules. He knew them all pretty well at this point and knew what to expect from them. And if Lilith found out about this they could expect a pretty obnoxious hissy fit and power trip. He shook his head and glanced away, orange eyes resting on the trees and boulders that surrounded them. I hear them too.. They get louder when I ignore them. It was the first time he spoke of the voices that had arisen within his think box, and he felt stupid saying anything about them at all. But it was Pandora, and he trusted her. In fact, she was the only one he felt any emotions towards other then Mother Datura.

notes: this is going to be adorable <3
tagged: @pandora
muse: decent
word count: 1063
status: complete.