Goennec Pen #: 3
Name: Erebos
How would you use him/her: I would use him in the roleplay and he would definitly be one of Monsoon's friend. I would draw him a lot too, since my love for drawing Goeys 8D I really feel attract to him, sunset has always been my favorite moment of the day.
Define your Goennec:It was a warm summer evening. The sun was setting when the new mother gave birth to her first child. The small furry ball was huddling up against his mother's side. She gazed at him, thoughtful.
“What will the others think when they see him?” she pondered.
“Do not worry too much about it, darling. I’m sure everything is going to be fine.”
He rubbed his nose against hers and looked in her beautiful fiery eyes.
“I promise.”
She fell asleep, clinging to the hope that her mate had spoken the truth. Deep down though, she knew that nothing would ever be normal for her beloved child.
~Three months later~Erebos was chasing a butterfly in the grassy clearing under the ever watching gaze of his mother. The bug was faster than him and was always escaping his paws by less than an inch. He was fascinated by the little flying creature; its colorful wings were so beautiful! They remembered him of his own fur. He tried once again to catch the butterfly but he started when someone addressed him.
“Hi Eri, how are you doing today? Still trying to catch stupid bugs?” a voice said behind him.
Erebos watched as the butterfly escaped his grasp and disappeared into the forest.
“Hey, I’m talking to you.” the voice said, annoyed.
The small Goennec turned round and gazed at the newcomers. The one who had spoken was Aran, a Goennec a month older than he was. He had declared himself the leader of the herd’s youth and he especially liked to tease Erebos. The young one tolerated it because it had never been further than a few jokes, but he tried to avoid him as much as he could. Furthermore, if he had decided to go against Aran, every other child would have turn on him because they were all scared by the older Goennec.
“Hey, Aran. You’ve come to play?”
“Play? I don’t play with everybody. You’ll have to do something for me first.”
“What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to cross the river and fetch me something that comes from the other side.”
“The river? But it’s forbidden until we are old enough. Mama told me it’s dangerous.”
“Mama said this, Mama said that. You don’t want to do it because you’re a coward. But I didn’t think otherwise of the son of a demon.”
Erebos didn’t quite grasp the meaning of those words at that moment, but he knew they weren’t nice words by the reaction of Mirna, a female Goennec of his age.
“That’s no things to say, Aran!” she said with a scowl. “You should excuse yourself!”
“But it’s true! The parents are whispering about this. He’s not normal!”
Before Mirna could reply once again, Erebos intervened.
“It’s alright, Mirna. I’m tired anyway. I’ll leave.”
So Erebos left the little band, ignoring Aran’s snorts. He told his mother he wanted to go back home and so they went back. Once at the den, Erebos curled up in a corner and asked his mom:
“Mom, what does it mean to be the son of a demon?”
His mother looked at him, shocked by the question. Her eyes filled with tears, but she hid them from her son by turning her head.
“Who told you that? It means nothing, darling. Now you should sleep.”
“Ok Mama…”
His mother lay by his side and he fell asleep like any other night. His mother, though, had her head full of worries and couldn’t sleep. Erebos’ father entered the den and saw his love crying.
“What’s wrong, my love? Why are you crying?”
“The kids… They called Eri a demon’s child. I know what the rest of the herd is saying about me. I hear them whispering behind my back.”
“Shhhh” the male said in a comforting tone. “Don’t listen to what they say. You need not to worry about them, you have me and Erebos. It’s all that matters. Plus we both know that what they say isn’t true.”
“You’re right…”
The loving father kissed his mate and the two parents fell into a deep sleep, warmed by each other’s presence.
~Nine months later~Erebos had grown into a fine and healthy Goennec. His body was strong and his mind was sharp, like his father’s. He could handle any physical task with ease. Even with his nice attributes, though, females tended to avoid his presence, like most of the herd. He was used to it, and besides, he had his parents. That’s the only thing he needed. Or that’s what he said, because deep down, he was longing for a mate. He had been watching Mirna from afar for some time now. He had watched her grow into a lovely lady and he couldn’t deny his feelings for her. One day, he finally gathered enough courage to go to her and ask her out. That’s when Aran came to him.
“What do you think you’re doing?” he said in his usual arrogant tone.
“I’m going to see Mirna. Do you have a problem with it?”
“Actually I do. She is my girl, and you’re not going anything near her.”
“She’s not your girl.”
“What do you say about settling this in a little game?”
“What kind of game?” asked Erebos, suspicious.
“Just a little race. There is a small cavern, south from here. The first to get there gets to ask Mirna out. What do you say?”
“I say we have a deal.”
Erebos felt there was something wrong about this since everybody knew he was the fastest between the two, it had been proved many times before. Like he thought, he was the first to get to the meeting point. He waited, and waited. Aran never came. Feeling he had been fooled, he jolted back to the herd’s clearing. There he saw Aran, flirting outrageously with Mirna.
“You fooled me Aran, you little liar!” he said to him angrily.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about, Eri.”
“Don’t you dare called me Eri. You fooled me! You said we had a deal!”
“You called me a liar, when you’re obviously the one lying! That’s not surprising, though, coming from a demon’s child!”
“What did you called me?”
“You heard me right! Everybody knows that you’re not your father’s son! We all know that your mother frolicked with demons!”
“How dare you!”
Erebos wasn’t one prone to anger, but Aran had crossed the line. He rammed into him at full force, throwing him to the ground. He jumped on him and bit his front leg. That’s when Mirna pushed him off.
“Stop it already Eri! Stop!”
Erebos needed to take a deep breath to keep himself from jumping on Aran again.
“Why are you defending him, Mirna? I don’t understand!”
“You’ve got the wrong idea about me, Eri. I only pitied you. You’re not normal, you have to accept it, and I don’t think I would be able to mate with you. I mean… Look at you, your fur… It’s not normal.”
Shocked, Erebos kept silent. He gazed at every present Goennec, and fled into the woods.
Later that day, it was declared that Erebos would be exiled from the herd’s territory. That was the punishment for attacking a fellow herd member. Erebos never came back to hear his judgment. He already knew that he couldn’t go back, and he didn’t have the courage to see his mother’s tears or his father disappointed face. He had shamed his parents. He had made himself the monster everybody thought he was.
~A few weeks later~
Erebos had wandered for days. Surviving in these lands alone had revealed to be harder than he thought it would. He had to search for food, which wasn’t always easy depending on the area. But the hardest was to watch out for predators and find a safe place to sleep every night, and his fur wasn’t exactly helping him. As was going further north, cougar and lynx were more numerous. Many times he had thanked the Gods for making him stronger and faster than the usual Goennec, as he had encountered a few of these carnivorous beasts.
His sore hooves had finally led him into a small valley were life seemed to have deserted the place. The tall conifers casted their intimidating shadows and the humid air was stifling. Erebos shivered, because of the cold or the atmosphere he couldn’t tell. He then heard a loud crack and a snort coming from behind him.
“What is a lone Goennec is doing around these parts? It’s not safe, you know?” someone said in a mocking tone.
Erebos turned around swiftly and was relieved to see that it was another Goennec. There was a wide grin on his face and he seemed rather comfortable in this place.
“Who are you?” asked Erebos, not totally reassured.
“I should be one asking who you are, you are on my territory after all.” he responded, jumping from the rock he was standing and trotted toward the colorful male. “The name is Monsoon, glad to meet you!” he added with a large smile.
Startled by his easy-going and friendly manner, he gazed at the grinning Goennec, who was now a few centimeters away from him.
“Not the talkative type, eh?” said Monsoon.
“My name is Erebos.”
“Oh, so you do have a tongue. And a name too! Wonderful. So what are you doing around here?”
“Nothing, just passing by.”
“Do you have a herd?”
Erebos was taken aback by the question.
“No.”
“Then I officially invite you in mine!”
“Wait, what? I’m warning you, if this is a joke, it’s not funny. And who would want me in their herd.”
“I do. It’s not a joke, I’m telling you. Come and take a look if you want to, then maybe you could take your decision? The herd rests only a short mile away.”
Erebos didn’t answer, but Monsoon wasn’t waiting for a reply anyway. He just turned around and disappeared amongst the tree. He thought about it a few second, and sighed. What would it cost him to see? He ran and caught up with the grinning Goennec.
Erebos was shocked to see how small the herd was, but what surprised him the most was their welcoming and warm way. None of them thought he was odd or fear him. Everybody was smiling and greeting him like he had always been a member of the herd, like he had came back from a long journey. When the sky turned orange, Erebos isolated himself a bit. He laid down and watched the sun going down, tinting the world in a fiery color. He thought about Monsoon’s offer. He feared of being treated like a monster again, but he couldn’t go on alone for much longer. The Goennec here were all so warm…
“So, what is your answer?”
Erebos lifted his head toward Monsoon, and against the Goennec expectation, the colorful male smiled.
“Yes, I do want to stay with you.”
“Then welcome in the family, Erebos!”
Family… Yes, that’s what he had just found. A place to call home.
A few words about Erebos:Erebos is a shy Goennec and he’s not the first one to socialize with new people. The most important thing for him is family and he’s longing to have one of his own. He is a loyal friend and a fierce warrior and makes it his responsibility to protect his fellow herd members. He was always amazed by the beauty of nature and he likes to sit and watch life follow its course. He’s no longer ashamed of what he looks like but he still doesn’t appreciate people making bad comments about it.