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Stardust - Novak
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. "Still nothing" 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.
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. "Still nothing" 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.
I suppose thats the best course
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Will post when Im done catching up
Pack Name: Stardust vale
Name: Novak
Age: 6
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Rank: Sentinel
Personality: Generally described as kind, happy, if a bit quiet, Novak is content with his position as a Sentinel and is in no hurry to change it for better or worse. This would seem odd to those that do not know Novak well as he always appears sleepy and slightly unmotivated. But those that know him, know that this is simply how he operates, and that he is never truly asleep on the job or even slightly sleepy. By and large he is slow to anger, but remembers every insult and slight, and if a threshold is reached seems to use them to deal out his anger on a wolf by wolf basis rather than a single event. To Novak the Pack is family, even if no blood is shared, because they are in the end, the only ones one can truly rely on. Because of this if he is ever asked for help by a member of his pack he will try his hardest to help them, unless it would cause harm to the rest of the pack.
History: Novak's parents were outliers from the pack, not outcasts or shunned, but odd enough to turn a few heads. His mother was a capable huntress and his father was a Sentinel, in fact it was his father that brought Novak into his current position and mind set. From a young age Novak's father began teaching him how to watch, more than simply using one's eyes, he taught it was necessary to use one's ears and nose to truly see the world around oneself. He also taught that the best way to observe something was to make it think that you weren't watching it, this is what spawned Novak's apparent sleepiness. When he was old enough, his father took him under his wing formally. A quick learner he was routinely left alone to see if he had 'absorbed' his father's lessons. It was during one of these trials that he received his scars. He was alone, listening to the sounds around him when he heard something getting loser to him, he waited and they got ever closer. Thinking it was his father he reacted slowly, opening his eyes lazily, that was when it all went dark. He awoke to his front left side hurting, and half his world was black. His father called it his "Idiot fee", even after sight began returning to his eye.
Strengths: Novak is an Adept observer of the world around him due to his father's teachings and his own experiences, this means very little has the ability to sneak up on him. Though he is not the biggest, or strongest the lithe Novak is certainly able to hold his own in a fight. He is able to move fairly quietly, not like a trained scout, but quietly enough.
Weaknesses: Although he can see out of his left eye, what he perceives is akin to blurred watercolors, hardly any definition, enough for him to recognize things, but this eye still remains a problem area. His happy, apathetic demeanor can cause friction with new acquaintances.
Family: Mother (Deceased) Father (Deceased)
Mate: N/A
Pups: N/A
Name: Novak
Age: 6
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Rank: Sentinel
Personality: Generally described as kind, happy, if a bit quiet, Novak is content with his position as a Sentinel and is in no hurry to change it for better or worse. This would seem odd to those that do not know Novak well as he always appears sleepy and slightly unmotivated. But those that know him, know that this is simply how he operates, and that he is never truly asleep on the job or even slightly sleepy. By and large he is slow to anger, but remembers every insult and slight, and if a threshold is reached seems to use them to deal out his anger on a wolf by wolf basis rather than a single event. To Novak the Pack is family, even if no blood is shared, because they are in the end, the only ones one can truly rely on. Because of this if he is ever asked for help by a member of his pack he will try his hardest to help them, unless it would cause harm to the rest of the pack.
History: Novak's parents were outliers from the pack, not outcasts or shunned, but odd enough to turn a few heads. His mother was a capable huntress and his father was a Sentinel, in fact it was his father that brought Novak into his current position and mind set. From a young age Novak's father began teaching him how to watch, more than simply using one's eyes, he taught it was necessary to use one's ears and nose to truly see the world around oneself. He also taught that the best way to observe something was to make it think that you weren't watching it, this is what spawned Novak's apparent sleepiness. When he was old enough, his father took him under his wing formally. A quick learner he was routinely left alone to see if he had 'absorbed' his father's lessons. It was during one of these trials that he received his scars. He was alone, listening to the sounds around him when he heard something getting loser to him, he waited and they got ever closer. Thinking it was his father he reacted slowly, opening his eyes lazily, that was when it all went dark. He awoke to his front left side hurting, and half his world was black. His father called it his "Idiot fee", even after sight began returning to his eye.
Strengths: Novak is an Adept observer of the world around him due to his father's teachings and his own experiences, this means very little has the ability to sneak up on him. Though he is not the biggest, or strongest the lithe Novak is certainly able to hold his own in a fight. He is able to move fairly quietly, not like a trained scout, but quietly enough.
Weaknesses: Although he can see out of his left eye, what he perceives is akin to blurred watercolors, hardly any definition, enough for him to recognize things, but this eye still remains a problem area. His happy, apathetic demeanor can cause friction with new acquaintances.
Family: Mother (Deceased) Father (Deceased)
Mate: N/A
Pups: N/A
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