The morning was always far more quieter then noon, giving others the time to relax. Though, recently Novaro has been rather bored. He would sigh, taking a moment to look around the area. He had taken a little stroll- leaving Dione to rest. Though, he wasn't quite sure if she had awoken or followed. His gaze would take in the scenery before him, before long legs took him to the side of the lake. He would stare within it for a moment, letting the silence captivate him. The wind would mingle deep within his fur, a welcomed feel none the less. It was now Autumn, Novaro had matured and grown up. It was rather exciting really, no longer having to be classed as a child. He would look upon his reflection, His blue fur fitting perfectly with the scenery before him. Was there anyone else around in the area? It's much more quieter then he expected. He would sit by the edge, letting his tail wrap around his legs. Bored, Still so very bored.

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The ebony male walked through the side of the lake, keeping his eyes focused on the scenery around him. His mixed colored optics watched in awe at the beautiful world that he lived in. This was certainly a beautiful land. He was old enough to go and explore, as long as he was careful and was home soon, otherwise his mother would be worried about him and where he had ventured off to. The brown that surrounded his right eye resembled that of a mud splatter that was stained to his coat. He thought it looked cool. His left eye being that of his mother, an emerald gem color, while, his right eye, was the shiny color of a ruby or blood. His eyes and ebony coat as well as a brown splatter, was like having genetics from both parents, and he was happy to receive those traits from them.

The lake stretched throughout some of the scenery, the water a beautiful navy blue as his small tail thumped against the ground that had dried grass, and was slightly chilly to say the least. He was so caught up in his exploring, that he had accidentally bumped into a wolf that had been in front of him, causing to land on his rump with a hard thud. He yipped in surprise and soon cocked his head when he saw the blue wolf. He was unique, for Mingan had never seen a wolf such like him. He shook his head and looked to the stranger, making sure to give him some room. If this male was dangerous, the ebony pup knew he would be in jeopardy. But, he hoped that this would not be the case in this first meeting. "Sorry, Sir," he would say, bowing his cranium respectfully to the older wolf that sat in front of him, "I did not mean to bump into you, this is my first time exploring by myself."