[b]Stardust - Novak[/b]

Novak exhaled, his breath condensing into a small cloud as it entered into the frozen air. He looks over the same patch of trees again, his eyes darting here and there, working in tandem with his ears. [i]"Still nothing"[/i] He thought to himself, his own thoughts sounding bored at the monotony of the watch. The more he looked, the more he found that he was right, there was nothing different. Save for what appeared to be small tracks leading through the trees, the fox-like prints winding their way through the trees, their maker had long since gone, either because it had simply moved on, or it had been forced out by the Stardust. The sheer irony of that thought brought a smile to Novak's otherwise impassive look. Standing he quietly made his way over to them, he had done this for the past few days with no result, but there was still no harm in trying. Reaching them he sniffed them in one last futile effort to find any trace of the creature, but as always he was rewarded with nothing. Shaking his head he turned and began to make his way back. 

As he maneuvered through the trees, he saw a familiar blur in his left eye. Stopping for a moment he ran through the list of blurs in his head and came up with one of the only possible answers. His expression shifted into his normal exhausted look as the blur approached. When it was within distance he swiveled his head to look at it with both eyes. "Hello, Fawks" Novak greeted the other sentinel with a slight yawn "So, any luck in your neck of the woods? I still can't seem to find head nor hair of that dang fox." 

Fawks shook his head "No, I haven't seen, heard, or smelled anything. Though you do know that we aren't out here for a fox right?"

Novak nodded sleepily "Sure, sure. But think of that as a... hobby of mine, one of these days i'm going to find one, and then.." Novak's voice trailed off with another yawn 

"Novak." Fawks grumbled, a disapproving look crossing his face "Did you find anything or not?" 

Tilting his head Novak paused for a moment blinking as he watched Fawks "I think we both know the answer to that.”

Fawks sighed, almost disappointedly “Fine, go tell them that we have seen nothing. Again.” He pauses remembering something “And its my turn for first watch, isn’t it.” Novak noded, eliciting a slight groan from the other wolf. “Fine, go. I’ll stay here. Awake.” he said after he finished groaning turning around and sitting down. 

Stifling a laugh, the half blind wolf turned quietly and began to make his way back to the dens, thoughts of how to explain to observation of nothing to his superiors and sleep raced through his head as he skulked away.