DTAE --- Name: Onyx Dark/Redstripe Pronouns: He/Them Sexuality: Bi Onyx loves flying around and racing and likes the color white. Onyx is very energetic and reckless. Onyx was born with his 'X' mark and some people thought his pelt must be rare so hunters and even common civilians went after him. Onyx is also very curious and likes exploring, obviously his downfall was the fact he couldn't go outside much. His favorite season is autumn but they hate summer and winter. Spring is okay but he has many allergies. Onyx has night vision and very good seeing abilities. Onyx lives in a cave with sharp brambles surrounding. He was a 'late bloomer' with his wings because he could only use them until he was 10 IHY(In Human Years) which is basically learning how to walk when you were 10. When he was younger he was teased about it but some evil poachers raided their home to capture the 'magical beings' and now he lives alone in the wilderness. Onyx hates eating meat and is vegetarian (not vegan, he likes milk). Since the raid, Onyx earned a broken back leg and he has to limp. Onyx knows how to survive with bare necessities by gathering food and making quick shelter if he were ever to be stranded somewhere. Food has been hard lately since the amount of hunters setting traps grew enormously large. Everyone was out to catch 'the winged rare-pelted wolf' who, in this case, was Onyx. -press space- hi :3
Story: Onyx chewed off the last of his berries before looking around. He needed to get more, but it would be dangerous. It was broad daylight but Onyx's stomach couldn't wait anymore. The berries he ate were the ones he had been saving so he could store for the cold times but he had been so starving that he finished them off. He was still hungry and his belly rumbled. It was much to cold for the berries to sprout. He suddenly felt regret by finishing the last of the berries. He'd have to wait about three more moons until he could scout for more. Maybe he could look inside those....'trash bins' as he heard someone call it. Yes, he remembered some of his cousins once climbed inside one and dug some food out. Moldy food, yes, but still food nevertheless. He'd never been brave enough to face the dangers of human equipment so he never went in. He trotted out of his cave, looking left and right as his mother taught him, and when it was clear he bounded outwards. 'Fresh air, been a long time since I'd been out here' he thought, breathing in the aroma of dry leaves and snow. He walked off towards town, coordinates that he memorized when his cousins would try and persuade him to dig in the trash bins. Once he found the lively buzzing town he knew this was it. Just as he remembered. He found a dark and lonely alleyway where no one would see him. Finally, he found a smelly green dump to find food in. He flung heaps of dead plants and wads of gum, which he concurred was sticky, around. "Hey!" he heard a gruff voice shout. Two burly men came out of the shadows, carrying nets and long thick poles. The humans had found him. 'Poachers, actually' Onyx thought, scanning the men and searching their weapons. "Is that one of those mystic monster things?" the first, shorter one (still tall, Onyx noted) asked. "It is, but not just anyone. It's the rare-pelted one! That thing's worth at least a million bucks. Maybe more, depending on the gang. Million, maybe even a trillion! Big bucks." the taller one sneered. Onyx flapped his wings but they were coated in gum (very sticky, he declared in his head when he wasn't cowering in fear) They both threw nets over Onyx's head, trapping him to the floor. Onyx struggled and gasped but he couldn't do anything. He was about to faint when a figure, mammal-like, launched at the two men, grabbing their faces with their claws. Then, the world went black. Art By Me DTA hosted by @yellyfishh217
