A Lonely Chapter

[Olympus]

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It was all over, or at least it would be soon. There was one more task that the young male had to finish. He had to take his egg across the waters to the Ina'mos and present it to Sabaoth. His task in finding and retrieving the egg had been a rather difficult one, but not entirely impossible. The current task, however, seemed like it would never end, like it would never actually happen. But Olympus was determined. He inhaled deeply, stretching his muscles slowly and looking down at the egg that he had so carefully placed on the shore he stood upon. Finally, as if he knew there was no more time to waste, he lowered his head pick up his prize. It took a considerable amount of effort to pick it up without breaking it, and he was forced to extend his tongue slightly out of his mouth to wrap around it in order to keep it from falling out into the water.

Slowly he stepped towards the liquid, pinning his ears back and narrowing his eyes as the waves crashed against the rocks and poured over his enormous form. He was fully grown now, and more than capable of succeeding here today. Then it began, the most torturous swim of his entire life. But he would not give up, even as he was forced under the waves for several minutes and struggled to keep the egg firmly held within his jaws without breaking it. Minutes felt like hours as he swam, but each breath that he could catch gave him strength, and after what felt like a lifetime, he made it to the opposite shore. Slowly he dragged himself onto the sand of the Ina'mos, panting softly with the egg in his mouth as he searched for the one wolf he wished to present his egg to. The beach was currently deserted, and though he wished for nothing more than a warm bed and a fresh meal, he knew that he would first need to present his egg to a warrior of Kairos.

He moved further onto the beach, depositing his egg gently on the ground at his paws and then sat down slowly. His nose then tilted towards the sky, jaws parting and eyes closing as he called out to the one adult male that he had gotten to know and respect. Sabaoth. Though he would have preferred to present his egg to his own father, the previous General of Kairos, Titan had disappeared and there was no hope of his return, ever. So Olympus had leaned upon Sabaoth, a wolf that had almost always been around and had taken over his father's position in the pack. As his howl completed, he lowered his head and began to pant, fur dripping and muscles exhausted as he waited for the gods to decide his fate and future.

Words: 480
Tags: Sabaoth
Muse: Low
Notes: This can be super short. I already sent you the egg results I'd like on Telegram ^.^

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[Sabaoth]

Time and time again, the howls of young warriors returning from the agoge reached Sabaoth wherever he was on the island. He’d been surprised at first by the sheer number of those who had decided to present their eggs to him; it was a great honor to be chosen by even one warrior-in-training, but to be granted the privilege by several…it never failed to baffle Sabaoth. He was far from amiable, after all. He’d always been gruff and abrupt, rough around the edges and difficult to understand, and yet somehow he’d found himself becoming fond of his nieces and nephews – and even a few who were not bound to him by blood. It had started with Erebos, and then Typhon, who had swiftly worming his way into Sabaoth’s gnarled heart. Then there’d been Lilith, and Onyx, who Sabaoth had never expected to find himself mentoring. But the call that reached him today came from one of Titan’s sons, who Sabaoth had encountered not long ago upon Vor’asa; Olympus.

Without hesitation, Sabaoth lifted himself to his paws, his long strides carrying his large frame towards the shores. He’d wondered when Olympus would return, and at last it seemed as if he had; while Sabaoth was not quite as familiar with Olympus’ twin, Othrys, it had not stopped him from becoming well acquainted with the hulking black form who appeared in the distance as Sabaoth broke through the trees. As the General approached the youth seated in the sands, his gaze flitted briefly towards the forest lurking behind them, wondering if Zohartze had come to oversee the breaking of her son’s egg as Datura had with her own children…or if the Mexican femme was even upon Ina’mos at all. Sabaoth had never become well-acquainted with Olympus’ mother, though he’d caught fleeting glimpses of her in the past. Did she support her children like a proud mother, he wondered, or was she content to leave them be now that her duty to raise them was done?

Pushing the thoughts from his mind, Sabaoth came to a halt before Olympus, dipping his head in greeting. ”Welcome home,” he told the ebony brute, his pale gaze flickering with a hint of pride. With a sweep of his muzzle Sabaoth gestured to the egg, silently waiting for Olympus to shatter the delicate casing. When the young warrior had done so, Sabaoth leaned down to carefully pull away the ivory shards with his teeth, laying them aside in the sand before drawing back to gaze upon the chick within the egg.

Or, rather, chicks. Sabaoth blinked, pausing for a half of a heartbeat as he stared at the two bald chicks within, entwined together. He was an outcome that he had not seen yet, and certainly ironic – or fitting, depending on whom one asked – considering that Olympus himself had a twin. After a moment Sabaoth glanced up, his voice flat but serious as he informed the youth, ”Power…and sadness. It is difficult to say what fate has in store for you, Olympus. You will either rise to greatness, or you will be hounded by misery.” Even when he had finished speaking, Sabaoth found his own words echoing in his head, wondering what fate had in store for Olympus. Only time would tell.

”Congratulations. You’ve completed the agoge, and so I bestow upon you the position of gladiator.” Now a smile pulled at Sabaoth’s muzzle just slightly. ”At some point in the near future, you will be required to pick a mentor to guide you as you decide upon a higher rank you would like to achieve. But for now...rest. You have done well.”

TAG: Olympus
WORDS: 606
NOTES: Sorry for the wait! <3 Hope it's okay that I ghosted Oly breaking his egg! 

[Zohartze]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]When the ground shook, all she could think of was home.

As waves crashed around her, the she-wolf struggled against the angry tide with a thirsting urgency, unquenchable by any amount of water. The small female’s paws pushed against the water with energy she never knew she had, and she was filled with determination.

She wasn’t sure where her sons were. She said goodbye as they left for the agoge, and as they vanished in the sea, it was as if the females had the names of their babies caught in their throats. It seemed no mother wished to speak about what was becoming of her not-so-young, whether it be for fear or worry. Zohartze thought of them often, longing to be with them once again while at the same time, relishing in the rumors of their success. If something had happened, surely Goliath’s brothers would have reported back with news. This, she assured herself, if only so that she could sleep soundly through the night. With Ossa lost, Othrys and Olympus were her only family left.

And to see Datura again... she shivered at the thought. Zohartze missed her dearest friend, and something in her burned with a longing that didn’t match her feelings for her sons, or her brothers, or even Titan. In her travels, she’d come to realize that what she wanted from Datura went far beyond friendship or physical touch. She wanted to see her soul, to feel her warmth at night, to pick up broken expectations and fill in the gaps with affection. She had to be safe. She had to be there.

Somehow she knew that they would be fine. The earthquake didn’t seem to affect Acerbus, the forest from which she came after meeting Ryker. She wondered briefly if she would tell Goliath of his whereabouts—but the thought was fleeting. She’d somehow made a friend in the brute, and oddly enough, she wanted to see him again if the gods allowed it.

Pushing ashore, the femme smiled at her homeland despite the salt burning in her eyes and nose and the exhaustion that tore at her bones. The island was quiet, somehow, and Datura’s smell was nowhere to be found. But down the shore of the atoll, past the reefs and sand, stood two massive wolves. Her sandy coat let her blend into her surroundings, the waves masking her coughing sputters from downwind as she pulled herself to her paws and began walking silently thorough the brush towards them.

Two hulking giants stood facing one another. One, she knew, was Sabaoth. The massive greyish brute was menacing as always, and the closer she drew, she nodded her head at him in greeting. But her eyes were not fixed on his form, but on the male opposing him. A black and silver coat shone like diamonds against obsidian, and muscle rippled visibly with each movement he made. The creature’s eyes shone like perfect sapphire, warm and cold and hard and soft all at once. As Zohartze moved to sit at a respectful distance from the ceremony, her soul momentarily set ablaze in awe of him.

This was her son.

Her pride was amber in her eyes, and while fear pricked at her heart for the sake of his currently errant twin, she knew it would only be a matter of time before she learned of his whereabouts. As Sabaoth told Olympus what fate his egg told, the Mexican mix sat in silence, a tiny smile gracing her lips. It was only when he finished speaking that she approached her offspring.

“You’ve done well, my son,” she said, her voice soft as she touched his shoulder with her nose, now the highest place she could effectively reach without considerable effort. Her journey had changed her, and the love that once struggled to reach her maw no longer caught in her throat. “I’ve never been more proud.”

Tearing her eyes from her son to look to the general, she spoke to him, regaining her matronly composure. “Thank you, Sabaoth. I trust you are well?” The unspoken questions about her remaining son hung quietly in her mind, but she was unwilling to ruin Olympus’ moment to shine.

tags: Olympus , Sabaoth
words: 733
muse: decent
notes: -

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[Olympus]

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The young male had no patience for small talk or formalities. No, he wanted - needed - to see what fate had decided for him. And yet, he sat silently, waiting with surprising patience for Sabaoth to give him permission to crack open the enormous egg that had tortured him through the entirety of the swim home. With permission granted, he lowered his head, cracking the egg quickly with his teeth and lifting his nose up and out of the way of the older male. Then Sabaoth removed the ivory pieces of the shell to reveal two chicks, twins. Surprised at first, Oly simply stared down at them and blinked occasionally. He did not even notice the arrival of his mother as Sabaoth looked at him and began to speak. ”Power…and sadness. It is difficult to say what fate has in store for you, Olympus. You will either rise to greatness, or you will be hounded by misery.” There were so many possibilities, so much potential, and so much fear. But he was stronger than fate. Well, at least he thought he was.

Just as conceited and full of himself as ever, the male lifted his head and let his chest swell with pride as he listened to the older male. In fact, finally acknowledging the potential future, he realized his mother was also now present. But there was no time for greetings or affections right now. No, instead he lowered his head, devouring both chicks within a matter of moments. And with the action, he sealed his fate. Whatever road that was taken, he would take it with pride and strength. Through power or misery. But as the worry and fear threatened to grip him, he felt a soft touch on his shoulder and looked down to see his mother, beaming with adoration and pride. “You’ve done well, my son, I’ve never been more proud.” If the dark male's blue eyes were not bright enough already, they now shown with even more pride and joy than they had before. He lowered his head to rest it lightly and affectionately on top of Zohartze's, a gesture he was sure that she would never share with his twin.

Would she have similar words for Othrys? He knew that she cared for them both, he could see the worry in her eyes at the absence of his brother, but would she treat them the same? The questions danced around in his head for a few moments, but he did not allow them to shine over his moment. "Thank you both for being here." He said, grateful for the male he had begun to view as a father and glad that his mother had appeared to witness the proudest moment of his life. He was a Gladiator of Kairos! Gone were the days of weakness and pup hood. Gone was the lack of duty and inability to benefit his pack. He was a soldier, a warrior, and he would not let his pack down. He was not alone, and he knew it, but even in the darkness that his life could potentially face, he was as happy as he had ever been.

Sabaoth Zohartze

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