take it back

Onyx was wandering along the beach as usual, with no particular motivation. Just to do something. It was better than lying underground all day like she used to long ago. She didn't expect to see anyone, but then she saw a little grey thing under a few leaves. "Hi little thing?" She said, and poked it gently with her paw. "Hellooo? I am On-yx." She broke her name slowly into it's two syllables, as if she was sounding it out for the first time. But perhaps this wasn't for the benefit of the pup, but her own slow childlike mind.