༆Achlys༆

༆Achlys༆

Looking rather odd at birth it was undecided weather he would live or not. Some called him a Curse, A monster, A Freak, and other unimaginable names they could think of. He put on a brave face everyday even though his self confidence was beaten down by those harmful words the adolescents spoke of him. For even his mother watched this go on, for even she thought he was a Curse. He was not weak or sick.. He just had two very big wings on his back that would constantly catch on things. He did Try, Multiple times to cut them off.. to no avail his father stepped in every time to comfort him and tell him that he was Unique Not a curse, Not a monster and not a Freak

Once he was of age to leave he was immediately cast out of the pack snd forced to be alone with only the condolences of his father. He wandered months in the prairie, Mountains, forests and hills of every corner he could find, And was Rejected time and time again for his Hideous, Ugly, Deformed, Weird Wings. He was skinny, beaten, tired, frail he in others words looked sickly. He returned to the plains on hard paw pads, his wings were slumped and dragged across for miles. He didn't want to be in a world as cruel and unforgiving as this, He climbed a hill, You used to wear a brave face. Down another Why are you like this? Legs Weak.You are a freak. vision weak.. A nobody. the earth is cold and damp. Welcoming. Nobody loves you. Breath Shaking, vision clouding Coldness? Gone… Warmth? No, no… he was mistaken Warmth? impossible all he'd known was Coldness, Hate He opened an eye. Wolves.

"The creatures awake!" one hollered. He felt the ground rumble with multiple paws coming to investigate this Creature he felt stiff unable to move. "What is your name?" a larger wolf spoke. He thought a moment "Nothing" His fear was rising with so many eyes looking upon him. What were they going to do? Kill him? Sacrifice him? make him leave- "Where are you from?" The wokf spoke interupting his thought's. He thought again "a pack not to far of here in the grasslands." It was silent, then a but of murmur was heard before they spoke again. "We'll keep you here until you are fit enough, That is when we'll decide what is best to do with you" The wolf spoke nodding at the herbalist.

It had been nearly a moon, since he had been accepted here. He was looking rather better.. but he was still given looks by the adults while the adolescents and Pups took a strange interest to him. They'd walk up to him not too close but close enough to inspect his leathery looking wings. it gave him little comfort he never experienced this as a pup. After a bit of inspection it was decided that he would be a pup sitter. This exciting him he could teach them many things, and that he wasn't a monster and that some wolves are different! He was also given a new pack name. Achlys.