Legends Are Told

Onyx tried to avoid the ship as much as possible, she hated the sand and the cold oceans. But she got bored of wandering the pines, looking at the same old trees and didn't want to bother her mom or dad about going out of the pack. There wasn't much to do outside the pack with them over her shoulder, so unless she was really desperate she didn't ask. She knew there would be a day where she didn't have to ask permission, but she knew she was too young to do that for now. For the fire cracker that she was, she was very obedient at least to her parents.

She stuck close to the ship's structure on the outside, she didn't care for the inside much. She was pretty picky about everything but a fight, she would fight anyone or even ask to. It was the best way to spend her time, she had no problem putting herself out there. She stopped and stood around the ship's hull, not wanting to sit down in the ice sand mixture that was under her. If she wasn't so bored she would just go back to pines. But there wasn't much fun to do here either it seemed, or at least she was just cringing at the feeling of the and on her skin. So maybe she would go be bored back at the pines after all.

"Onyx"