[monfang]

Originally Posted by Raine

[ Awful Awful phone post! @Aztec Ruins ]

There was no honour in suicide. Nothing about it was honourable. Only disgrace and bewilderment. Hence why Ajax visited the dark forest on most nights. Onyx had died only a moon ago. Leaving Ajax no purpose. Suicide was contemplated but quickly shoved away. In hopes to finding his purpose and the small sliver of hope that onyx was here brought him countless nights. It deprived him of sleep and sometimes his own sanity. He would run around the Df in hopes he'd catch a glimpse of the black tom with dark blue eyes. It was fruitless.

Fruitless because Onyx often hid. Tonight was the first time he ever set paw in the camp of the Dark Forest and he wasn't too excited. What if he saw Bleddyn? Out of everyone he knew here Bleddyn was that one anyone could say he feared. He took a few steps in, and stepped back before laying in the shadows. Then the sounds of running filled his ears and he lifted his head in time to see the polar blue orbs of his lover. He scoffed, almost ready to burst into tears of the thought that the white oriental might have died and was sent here. But he noticed that no cloud followed him. Breathimg a breath of releif he managed his voice and called out, hoping the tom would hear; "Wait!" that was all he could blurt out. "Wait, stop!" he called, and stood. His ebony pelt blended nicely, even better now with a scarless, flawless pelt. His bloodstained teeth now pearl white. His one corse fur more soft now. And his icy orbs stared deep into the polar ones of the one before. And as soft as the moment when that tom found his body, Onyx whispered; "Ajax..."