fairytale bliss

The boy was finally on his own. Too much work needed to be put in before he got to this point, what with his mother always over his shoulder. From a young age Ox knew he was the center of Nysa’s whole world. She doted on him from before he could remember and allowed him to get away with near murder. Nysa gave him the moon and the stars, and he’d never had to ask for anything. Except for his freedom of her.

Oxide had been forced to fight for that, and indeed he had. A large scrape over his right eye still held the scabs of their tustle. He won though, and Nysa had been forced to allow him to go. A grin played on his rusty features as silver paws carried him over the ruins that littered the landscape.

Garnet eyes reflected the light of the early evening sunlight as he stood tall at a vantage point. He pulled in the fresh air to his lungs and let the summer breeze wash over him. This was the start of a new chapter in his life, one where he made the decisions and not his family. He wore a huge grin on his oxidized features. Ox threw back his head suddenly and let loose a howl of victory, he was riding on a quick high and he wasn’t about to come down.