He had overheard wolves speak about the cliffs that lingered in the Erenyx territory, and since then this was a place he visited often. Even with the dangers, this area was quiet, fairly safe if one was careful, and when the fog cleared... it was magnificent. It did not seem that many could see the beauty in this place. Others only saw the death, the fog, and the dangers that were spread in rumors. The cliffs he knew and the ones others knew were entirely different. The moss and snow covered rock settled on the ground and the earth made it easy to slip, but with Saki's constant coming and goings, his paws had made a light path, made of only dry dirt and soft snow.

Saki took prudent steps, to make sure he did not place his paw in the wrong place. One wrong step, and it would be the end of him, not that anyone cared really. He went down the path, looking only at the ground and at his paws, because the air was so thick with fog that one could not see a few feet in front of him. He knew how to time it now, after 30 minutes he would have to stop, and take each steps cautiously. At that time he would be nearing the edge.

By the smell of the air, the fog was beginning to fall, the morning sun causing the mist to become heavy, and settle to the ground. Saki was near the edge. The time had come, and the lonely dead tree marked by his claws was rooted to his right. From there on he followed the path carefully, never looking ahead, only at exactly where he was stepping. Finally he reached the cliff edge, but when Saki looked over he could not see down more than a few yards due to the thick mist. He heaved a heavy sigh as he neared his morning place.

Through the fog, light began to trickle in ever so slightly. He continued to follow the edge, until he reached the point of the cliff. There, was a large rock, shaped like a heart if looked from straight above. It was taller than Saki, reaching about two feet above him, and it was ten feet across. A smaller stone served as a stool, and Saki used this to climb the boulder, and position himself comfortably and watch the sunrise.

The fog was beginning to move out, and Saki could feel the excitement building. He hadn't been here during the winter yet, too much to do, like avert others... He sighed and placed his head in his paws, waiting impatiently for the fog to settle, so he could see the sight he so wanted to witness. If only others saw the beauty in this place...

The view began to open up, as the fog began to settle below his paws. It still shrouded the figure to his left, the one that only minutes ago had planted himself beside Saki, looking in the direction of the blossoming sunrise. He looked at the wolf, and then around himself, ears and nose twitching with confusion. The visitor must have made a mistake, coming to sit beside, him, not saying a word, not pestering him. Most when they noticed him would glare or trample over him as if he did not exist. Perhaps they disowned him for being such a lowlife. But, Saki didn't mind. He knew where he stood for himself. And if others did not accept him who cares, no one, not even himself. It's not like he wasn't used to it. His whole life he was treated as if he were lower than wolf. Saki knew otherwise, but the pack could live in that ignorance if they wished.

From what he knew of his pack, this one he was a Delta. A far higher rank than he could ever dream of. Irrationality, he believed the male's name was. Finally, Saki shifted to look at the wolf beside him, keeping his body laying so it was understood he was submitting. "You lost?" He finally said, not flinching or moving at all afterwards, not sure how the wolf would react to his speaking. Everyone was different, after all, to how they treated him.

The fog was now low enough so that the cliffs could be seen, and so that the lake below was covered in the thick mist. The sun had already risen over the high ridges that surrounded the lake, and it showered the fog in a blanket of pinks, oranges, and violets. Beyond the top of the ridges, a valley could be seen beyond, the haze not too bad, so it looked like the world would never end. Unfortunately, Saki was not looking, too focused on the male in front of him. He was not afraid, not at all, though he only just realized his visitor could simply throw him off the cliff If he pleased. Still, Saki did not fear, he was used to it. And the scars that broke his fur and damaged his muzzle were evidence of that.

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Saki was confused by the odd male. He didn't know whether to submit, or to act normal. To speak or not to speak. The delta seemed like he didn't care. His features never moved nor did he seem to like the sunrise. Not that he asked him to enjoy it, but it was something quite special to Saki. This was the only place he felt like he mattered, in a way. Here, he did not bother anyone, nor did they bother him. It felt like he was supposed to watch the morning sun, like he was meant to. Like it was his duty, to be the caretaker and library to the secrets of the area.

Saki was surprised the wolf even replied. Most didn't, perhaps he was different. "Yes, I come here quite often. As much as I can... to get away." He paused, and blinked, only to turn his head and look at the sunrise that he had already missed. A sigh escaped his parted jaw, and he continued quietly. "Although laughable to some, I do love the sunrise. Have never really felt warmth from any other more than I do this view." He spoke passionately, for he felt as if the sunrise was the only thing between him either taking his own life, leaving the pack, or mostly... being beaten everyday by the others. One day, he would loose it. He was weak, but fast, and he was quite confident no one could out run him. He could give it to them like they deserved, like every bully out there deserved for making his life hell. Chiara, so far had been the only kind force in his life. Her, and this sunrise. Perhaps when he died he would join the beams of light that would one day rest upon another, and bring some warmth to them as the light did for he.

What made him stay? Because everything that happened to him would have made any one else with a straight mind to leave. Sure, he was used to torment, but it wasn't like he enjoyed it.  Maybe, he thought the challenge to strive for more. He had always wanted more from himself, but had never found it. He always wanted to prove to everyone else that, he too, could be more than what he was currently. Possibly he wanted to prove this to his father. No. That dirt bag would die, he hoped by his fangs, when he was ready. Saki wished no kind of sympathy from him. He wanted sympathy from no one, only their understanding that he mattered.

Strength, what was the definition? He was stronger, maybe not physically, or even mentally. But he had the will of an alpha, or so he thought. The determination that other wolves would take for granted. He would do the most irrational things, but for the cause of a greater purpose. He would get his way out of this sickly rank, and push his way up, until others would listen to him. But never, would he make one submit. The thought of the word made him want to laugh. All of this hatred, this morbid personalities that the delta mentioned. That was him, most definitely. But it showed in other ways then most. He was kind, most of the time, though he could get snippy. And from the outside and speaking one might say he is soft. But most of the time, he was building up hatred, the idea he dislike at points. He hated the wolves that thought lesser of him. They would see, he would come around to them one day. They would see true strength.

"It's hard, it is. But I have fought oppression all my life, and I will continue to fight it until I reach the top. And if I can't, I will keep fighting until the day I die anyway." Saki looked back at the delta, his eyes lit with a spark of determination. "Respect, means nothing, if it is not earned. You say by strength, but is there really a definition?" He looked back toward the lighting sky. "You are not strong, if you are large, if you are smart, if you hold a high rank."
He let the words spit off his tongue,  furrowing his brow and baring his fangs. "All that matters is how you get there. All that matters is how badly you want it, even if you face impossible odds to reach it. Even if it is impossible- even if I am stuck in this god forsaken rank, true strength is will." He turned his gaze back to the wolf, his eyes narrowed on the high ranked wolf. "One is not deserving of respect, if they themselves, did not rise from the ashes." Saki was standing, chest puffing, his face cross. The delta pushed some button, and it set him off, which was not unrare, but surprising from an omega all the same. he noticed during his speech, somehow he had lost control of his tail, and it now was sitting comfortably above his flanks. Not feeling threatened by the wolf, he left it there, whether that started a fight or not, at this moment in time Saki didn't care much. He panted, and continued to stare at the dead eyes of the listener, the small wolf for a moment feeling a strike of power, or mostly confidence, that he was, in fact, stronger perhaps then a wolf of such high rank and esteem.

The omega listened carefully, calming his shallow breaths and relapsing his own words, soon falling back into his small, reserved self, which had reverted into it's old submissive demeanor. His tail swooped under his belly, as he sat. He expected no reaction from the male about it, as evidence proved only moment ago when he held his confidence. He turned to look at the rising sun, in which was beginning to be covered again by the heavy fog, as it lifted through the air and over the cliffs once more.

Finally, Saki shrugged in response, not sure much of what to say, "Perhaps, I am wrong. Who knows, anyway." He continued to stare into the mist, that was closing in on them. "Maybe strength is different to everyone, like you said. Hell, that doesn't mean that strength isn't unfair." He grimaced, as fog lapped over his paws. The sun was shrouded now, no longer recognizable as a circle, rather, then an constant light source that somehow cut through the mist.

Saki stood again, glancing at the Delta (now beta I see congrazzles) with a contorted expression. It felt awkward now, after he had vented in front of the esteemed wolf with little restraint. "It doesn't seem like you bother much, but for what it's worth, thank you. I have never met a wolf... that was not willing to hurt me." Sadly, that was actually the truth. Even Chiara, the female who accepted him into Erenyx, threatened him when he didn't show submission to her. The delta was different, to say the least. Wise, but reserved to share his wisdom.

(Im sorry this took so long, I wrote it a while ago, but then my internet stated being crazy, and this nice, long post was lost. My internet hasn't been working right for about a week, so I couldn't do long posts without it cutting out DX I think its all better now, though.)