But When Does It Actually Get Good

Onyx’s life had never changed. Or, her purpose to her at least. She had been apart of two packs now… looked for Oki. Somehow had some boy troubles in her life. Was that more of a miracle for her or of her? Both probably.

Paws took her to the next hunt. The next den. Her mind stuck on her siblings now. Maybe she should turn to them. Deep down she knew it was better than being alone. She missed them. Never easy to admit on her end.

She came to the willows avoiding the western deserts of Boreas even in the cold winter. She didn’t like sand much in general, or swimming. She was definitely a difficult creature. Standing under the frost cicled willows and the frozen lake beneath. What to do to fill her time for the rest of the day.

"Onyx Destruction"
F2U base by Snowylaika