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Nox are adoptable canines, focused on character development and world building! Lots of adopts out there just make characters for people to have, but we want you to actually use these fellas! Anyone is welcome to join!
northern downpour ;; wrote:Username: northern downpour ;;
Name: Grace
Gender: Female
Age: 2.5
Pack: The Pack of Unturned Stones
Rank: Fighter
Description: A gray and white nox with galaxy face markings, scattered stars, and deep blue eyes.


northern downpour ;; wrote:Username: northern downpour ;;
Name: Grace
Gender: Female
Age: 2.5
Pack: The Pack of Unturned Stones
Rank: Fighter
Description: A gray and white nox with galaxy face markings, skattered stars, and deep blue eyes.
Prompt:
Grace was born to strict parents in a stray dog pack in the city. They tried to teach her to be strong, to show no mercy to others, and that wasn't her thing. She had a strong moral code of her own and wouldn't hurt anyone who didn't deserve it. She did like fighting, but not when the other Nox was begging for mercy. Her cousin Lukas had left the pack for similar reasons right before he was supposed to be made an apprentice, and Grace had always envied him for it as the months went by. She wondered how he was doing and hoped he was okay.
It took Grace much longer to bail than Lukas; she had begun her training when she finally couldn't take it anymore. Grace left during the night, taking the same route that Lukas had described to her so long ago. The first thing she felt once she was out was freedom.
And then she realized they'd be looking for her.
Grace did everything that she believed Lukas would've done; doubled back on her own tracks, slept in places that were odd and out of sight, always kept moving. Grace had moved on to another city, following her own instincts and thinking about what Lukas would've done.
Eventually, she stumbled upon another pack in the new city. At first, she was wary of them. She stayed nearby and drank from the stream on their territory and tried to see what kind of pack it was; she knew that not all packs would be cruel like the one she came from.
One day, the alpha spotted her. Grace had taken off even though she didn't believe that the Nox would hurt her. You could never be too careful.
A few days later, she heard who she thought was the alpha talking to another Nox, saying that she'd "seen the stray around here" and "maybe you could talk to her". The voice that spoke back was very familiar, though much more mature than Grace remembered. Grace felt so hopeful in that moment; she was too excited, called "Lukas?!" out loud as she stepped out of her hiding place. The Nox in front of her was bigger than she remembered but still the same Nox she'd grown up with all those months ago.
"Grace?" Lukas had said incredulously. "You... you made it out!"
The feelings from that reunion from everyone were all so positive, Grace had ingrained the moment into her memory. Pride filled her even months after she'd found The Pack of Unturned Stones. She'd done it; she'd escaped her old pack, remembered what her cousin had taught her, and, in the end, she'd found him again. Grace... was a genius.

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