• Name: Nox

• Pronouns:He/Him

• Equipment (if any): A scythe which Nox keeps hidden under his cape.

• Skills (if any): While clumsy, he is an excellent spy. However, under certain circumstances, he’ll trip and fall, crushing the opponent. He has a rainbow unders, allowing him to blend into his surroundings effortlessly.

• Personality: Brave, but with a mighty weakness. Food. You can bribe him to do anything with food.

• What has compelled your wolf to adventure? Chaos took his brother, now he wants revenge, and a chance for free food.

“Chaos, you say?” Well, I’d certainly like to give a helping paw out to anyone in need of help if it involves Chaos.” Nox trots over. “‘I’m Nox. A reaper appointed by heaven. I may look scary, but food is how you bribe me.” He trots over, looking the black jocol up and down. “How’d you get that scar?” The black jocol asks. “This one? I’ve been fighting consumed my whole life! That was just an unlucky injury.

“Now that that’s out of the way… shall we get going? The dawn is coming, and we must move fast, for the consumed are vicious little pests, nothing we can’t deal with though. But if we lag behind too much we might encounter a bigger consumed, perhaps an Aurox, or if we’re particularly unlucky, a toricine.” Nox rises from where he’s sitting, tail swishing heavily. “Come, we can rest at my cave, it is not far from here. I have food and supplies there, and we can rest for the night.” Nox grunts, pushing Sir Rupps to stand. “We have no time to dilly dally Syrup! We’ve got to get you to tip top fighting shape.” Grabbing Sir Rupps’ collar, he drags him across the dirt pathway, to his den. “Aphelion, Devilscar, and… Valiant Valerian. Come, we must not waste time.”

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