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The sun was just beginning to set, painting the ocean a shade of deep blood-red. The sky was brilliant orange, as though it had been set afire, and the crimson disk of the sun was sinking slowly below the distant line of the horizon. Glancing toward the east, everything was dark and bluish-purple, like a giant bruise on bared flesh. Seagulls screamed and shrieked in the sky, swooping over the waves and flocking in droves, fighting over fish and crabs. Jael lay on the rocky shoreline, resting his head on his forepaws and watching the birds in their loud interaction taking place in the air above his head. Finally, everything settled down and the gulls found better things to do, vanishing into the growing darkness until the next morning. Repetitive, that was their purpose in life and it seemed so worthless to a creature like Jael. But was his purpose any different? He ate, he slept, and he repeated the process over again each day. Perhaps one day he'd throw "mate" into that theory once he was older, but until then he did nothing with his life. He didn't even have a proper name, other than the title his mother had given him before he'd been stolen away from her.
He didn't belong in Inferni, and he knew it. Gabriel had been courteous enough to allow the vagabond puppy a place to stay in his pack for no other reason than their shared bloodlines, overlooking the fact his father was a blood-traitor and Jael was more wolf than anything else. But he doubted he would stay here forever, if even long. Maybe he would one day seek out Colibri, if she was even still alive. He'd seen what Vitium had done to her before they'd been taken, and he hated his sire for it. The thought burned through him like hatred, causing a vicious desire to tear something apart to rise in his blood. His siblings were fools, so blindly following their father to the ends of the earth. Mother had loved them--father had introduced hatred and despair into their lives before they ever needed to know about it. Life wasn't sunshine and butterflies, but there were standards Jael believed should normally dictate existence, and Vitium wasn't one of them.
The sun was just beginning to set, painting the ocean a shade of deep blood-red. The sky was brilliant orange, as though it had been set afire, and the crimson disk of the sun was sinking slowly below the distant line of the horizon. Glancing toward the east, everything was dark and bluish-purple, like a giant bruise on bared flesh. Seagulls screamed and shrieked in the sky, swooping over the waves and flocking in droves, fighting over fish and crabs. Jael lay on the rocky shoreline, resting his head on his forepaws and watching the birds in their loud interaction taking place in the air above his head. Finally, everything settled down and the gulls found better things to do, vanishing into the growing darkness until the next morning. Repetitive, that was their purpose in life and it seemed so worthless to a creature like Jael. But was his purpose any different? He ate, he slept, and he repeated the process over again each day. Perhaps one day he'd throw "mate" into that theory once he was older, but until then he did nothing with his life. He didn't even have a proper name, other than the title his mother had given him before he'd been stolen away from her.
He didn't belong in Inferni, and he knew it. Gabriel had been courteous enough to allow the vagabond puppy a place to stay in his pack for no other reason than their shared bloodlines, overlooking the fact his father was a blood-traitor and Jael was more wolf than anything else. But he doubted he would stay here forever, if even long. Maybe he would one day seek out Colibri, if she was even still alive. He'd seen what Vitium had done to her before they'd been taken, and he hated his sire for it. The thought burned through him like hatred, causing a vicious desire to tear something apart to rise in his blood. His siblings were fools, so blindly following their father to the ends of the earth. Mother had loved them--father had introduced hatred and despair into their lives before they ever needed to know about it. Life wasn't sunshine and butterflies, but there were standards Jael believed should normally dictate existence, and Vitium wasn't one of them.