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2 points Jul 22, 2022 Report

Nothing Special

Five

Bone didn’t wake up one morning with the rest of his siblings. He had stayed unconscious, his body stiff with barely any motion from breathing. Cliff would have been happy, had his mother not been in such great distress. She refused to move from his side, shaking him with her paws and crying out his name, hoping that he would wake and be alright.

And when he finally did wake, Cliff didn’t see him the rest of the day. He stayed huddled in their father the alpha’s den with their mother, supposedly explaining the dream that he had witnessed. Cliff didn’t care if Bone stayed in there forever, except for the fact that their parents’ attention was entirely on him. Him, the nobody who was nothing special.

Their attention on Bone made him seethe.

Cliff refused to process his father’s words for several days after they had spoken. Bone has powers. Real, actual, ancestor-given powers. BONE, of all wolves, was able to see visions of things to come and put himself in the dreams of others. He just… didn’t know how, yet.

“If I had his powers, I’d be able to figure them out immediately,” Vulture grumbled on one rainy afternoon, as the dark clouds overhead cried down on them with fat droplets.

“Oh, I bet,” Tree Frog muttered back. Whether it was a jab at Bone or Vulture or both, Cliff wasn’t sure. And, if he was being honest, he didn’t really care. Bone had begun to ride up the rankings ever since the discovery of his power, suddenly appreciated for being special and for being extraordinary. All of the attention was on Bone the Brat, Bone the Worthless. And it made Cliff furious.

He decided one thing, that night, as he lay on his back, belly up, watching the stars that represented their ancestors.

Bone had to die.

- President Loki

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