Gold - Apollo

Apollo knew his time was short within his pack. He heard whispers as he grew of how much he'd be worth. A strong pup like him, a beautiful male, he must be worth a pretty penny. His golden fur and silver eyes, any wolf would want him. He knew his worth early on. So, when the time came where he reached adulthood and was sold off, he wasn't surprised. What caught him off guard was the wolf who brought him home. A female with cream colored fur and dark blonde spots, bright green eyes that caught his attention. He drew a quick breath, heart skipping a beat. The female did the same.

He had found his mate.

There was not a silent moment between the two as she guided him to his new home. It felt like he was catching up with an old friend! Anxiety eased within him, knowing he was safe. This was meant to be. Two wolves waited for them upon return, another mated pair. Hyacinthus, as he learned his mate was called, was out searching for new members to their newly formed packs when she had heard of his situation. Reiya, the other pack's leader, assigned him the role of hunter, which he took to effortlessly.

Months passed and their territory continued expanding, and with it came the space for new wolves. Apollo greeted each new face, quickly assuming the role of lead hunter as he trained the new recruits. But with these new arrivals, Apollo couldn't help but feel uneasy. He had heard a few of the female wolves making comments about him in passing. How handsome he was, how strong he must be… The conversation brought a sour taste to his mouth, reminding him of his last pack. He thought once he was mated these comments would cease, and yet they followed him. Haunted him.

Soon enough, the females of the pack began experiencing their heats and seeking mates. Hyacinthus had naturally sought him out for hers, but so did many others... The pack leader took notice and approached him about this.

"We need strong pups for the next generation if we want to make this pack last, Apollo... Hyacinthus has already given her approval on the matter, all I need is yours."

Becoming a breeding male for the pack? The thought made his stomach turn. He wanted to be with the one he loved and only her. But he knew Reiya had a point. He was the strongest of them so far, which meant better chances of survival for future pups... What would having a few litters hurt? After a long pause, he agreed.
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Apollo knew his time left was short. His legs grew weary, his heart ached with longing each day since the passing of his beloved Hyacinthus… No, Honeysuckle. That is what he came to know her as, for she (much like himself) had been blessed by the gods at a young age. And with their blessings they became the earthly embodiments of these deities until their time came to an end. Then the cycle would continue with another. It was bittersweet, knowing another would take a name he had grown dear to. But part of him looked forward to it, the weight of such a gift finally being lifted from him in death. He had never thought to take another name though, had never been given one either. All he had ever known was being Apollo, the vessel for the Greek Sun god himself. But as his body grew cold and his breathes ragged, he heard a soft voice call to him. His eyes lifted from the stone floor beneath to see his beloved standing before him, her radiant smile shining upon him once more.

"Come, my dear, it is time." She nuzzled against his shoulder, gently coaxing him to stand. His muscles tensed one final time before he felt everything become lighter. He slowly stood to his feet, beside him lay his lifeless body. He shuddered at the realization, but turned his focus back to Honeysuckle as she spoke once more. "Just as handsome as the day I met you, my love. Are you ready to go home, Gold?"