Made Me Insecure

Onyx would catch on to the way Cina held himself, a sense of pride in the life he had now. She could understand that feeling, but in no circumstance of his own skewed life. It was no secret how Onyx maintained her physical ability, she saw herself as stronger than most girls though it seemed her whole family was raised that way. Raised to believe the harsh conditions of the lands they lived spoke just for their strength and ability to adapt. She hadn’t met many others quite the opposite of herself, but she knew she wasn’t living a cliche at least.

A still contented grin was across her maw, even happier than she felt just a moment before. Not that she looked like the average chipper. The two fell into their fighting stance, and soon Cina would take the first move. Onyx could know he was holding back, and while she was usually, and maybe a little disappointed, honestly it just felt good to have it like the old times. She wasn’t exactly sure how long it had been since they seen each other last, but she knew she had grown both physically and mentally since then.

She let Cina come at her head on, which may have been pretty typical of her for not evading. She at least always came off as one who liked the challenge. Her own front legs lifted up as they collided to wrap up around his barrel while he had the advantage over her shoulders. She wouldn’t just topple over and give up, that was no fun. Instead finding her footing underneath her as they fought each other’s balance back and forth. She wouldn’t let them go stalemate, or in a sense just keep the fighting level low and unharmful. She reached up with an open jaw to grab around his scruff, in a way that wouldn’t even prick through his skin. Pulling him, and herself completely off balance to the side, they’d tumble until Cina had the upper hand. Whether that was pinning her down or taking a quick victory. Onyx was a sore loser, it was known. It could be seen in her face that was just previously so humble. But no, she really wasn’t all that mad. The tousle had given her a strange familiar sense of friendship between them, even if it was strained during his childhood in the north and in their time apart. She wouldn’t say thing in the moment, just a hard glare with a gentle catch of her breath. She supposed he deserved the victory.

"Onyx"