Paths diverge

Onyx was just moving to switch shifts with another warrior in Elysium, there were many. As was usual she wondered what else she would do with her day and even more usual she felt like all that straining on thinking would lead her nowhere. As great as this pack seemed to be, it fed it's members well, they seemed to have a more darker alignment and humor that she could get along with, but she still wasn't feeling quite right in her place here. She wasn't making friends not that she made it easy. But even in attempt she just felt like she was on the outside. To no fault of her alpha. It was more just a part of her personality now. Strangers made it difficult.

Manea came up behind her announcing her presence and while Onyx didn't look entirely overjoyed to see her she did pause to let the woman catch up. In her terms that was inviting despite not giving her the wag of her tail or a gentle smile. She nodded slightly in greeting instead, moving steps forward as Manea joined her back towards the island.

Casual conversation, not fun. Definitely not her cup of tea either, but how else was she supposed to get out there? Maybe she wasn't at all. "Oh uh, same old." Onyx hadn't experienced anything fun on her patrols. Everyone else seemed to get the predators or other action. Though... Onyx wasn't really sure if that's what she was looking for. In her whole general life that was. Fighting was fun sure. But would that be enough to make her want to stay. "It's a nice set up you've got here." She commented, maybe obvious that she was holding back more. More emotional things than words. Maybe just seeming like she was telling Manea something she wanted to hear. To no offense of course. But maybe it was easy to tell Onyx was still walking on a thin line.

"Onyx"