Sunseeker

Beryl (Half-Brother)

Jasper (Half-Sister, NPC)

## Application Sheet

Sunseeker was a golden-brown male wolf with chocolate-colored eyes. He was born and raised in the pack of Hintertomb, and was the younger half-brother to Beryl. His story is just beginning. Sunseeker was created and RP'd by panderingpangolins.

## Personality

* ***Amiable Airhead.*** Sunseeker lives up to his name and golden pelt with his sunny disposition. There is no ulterior motive to this wolf’s pleasant nature: what you see is simply what you get. From the lowliest bug to the mightiest bear, there isn’t a creature alive he won’t try to befriend, for better or worse. He sports a constant happy-go-lucky smile and aims to spread cheer to those around. It would not be wrong to assume his head is full of air and butterflies, either. Sunny’s mind is rather bright and… colorful. Sometimes it makes sense, most times it is nonsensical. But it’s the thought that counts!
* ***Optimistic (to a fault).*** Believing in the good of everyone and everything, Sunny has always been a glass-half-full kinda guy. No matter the situation, he is always looking for a silver lining. The future is not shrouded in grim uncertainty but holds promises of wonderful surprises and hope for all. A firm believer that kindness and patience will always win against cruelty and anger. He is willing to give second, third, countless chances to those who wrong him on the basis that they can change for the better.
* ***Gullible Enabler.*** Due to his optimism, Seeker has a hard time seeing the bad, exploitative side of others. He is an easy victim of pranks and any sincere-sounding utterance is taken as truth. However, there are times when he is aware that he’s being taken advantage of. But it doesn’t necessarily stop him from indulging in whatever his friend wants of him. So long as they’re having fun and no one’s getting hurt, what’s the harm in a little mischief?
* ***Dependent.*** Ever the social wolf, Sunseeker requires others in his life. He cannot be by himself for an extended amount of time or lonesomeness will eat him alive. But he doesn’t need constant wolven companionship; he is equally satisfied amongst the fauna.
* ***Empathetic to the point of Pacifism.*** A sensitive boy, Sunny is keenly aware of how others feel. He is a shoulder to lean on at all times, a friend to have a laugh with, a stranger to cry and mourn with. Every being deserves respect and acknowledgement of their joy and pain, be they a packmate, loner, enemy, or beast. Life itself is precious and the thought of inflicting hurt - or worse, ending it - sickens him. He would sooner throw himself into his enemy’s jaws than to retaliate back.
* ***Disingenuous.*** Sunseeker is not a dishonest or deceitful individual and he would be swift to prove himself otherwise. But he plays his airhead persona perhaps a touch too well. Anybody who believes this wolf to be a fool will soon learn that he knows more than he lets on. His cheeriness does not blind him to reality and he is very aware of the ongoings surrounding him. Some days he just acknowledges it more than others.
* ***Avoidant.*** The biggest and most crippling flaw of Sunseeker is his unwillingness to experience negative emotions. He will go out of his way to avoid things that make him feel an ounce of sadness, annoyance, anger, fear, and so on. When confronted with a tough conversation or situation, his mind goes numb instead with a brief shutdown period. While he is willing to allow others their times of anger and grief, Sunny doesn’t give himself that same kindness.

## Pre-Group History

Despite his grandiose and rather (blatantly) dramatic name, Sunseeker’s beginnings were much the same as everyone else’s. His mother, a once-Stray, was taken into the followers of Hintertomb and taught their ways. And as predictable as these stories go, she fell in love with a handsome wolf, one of the Tomb’s very own Flames. It didn’t take long for the ambitious and hardworking Windchaser to get the ever-dutiful and loyal Copal to love her back. But she was still desperate to prove herself (perhaps better than his other Melded lover) and when her belly grew with each passing day, so did her ambitions and hopes for the future.

Her pup came into the world from the Dust that bound them all but his paws were scorched with the sun’s ray. Her pup, big and strong, her first and only born, with his pelt of fire-gold couldn’t be contained by the Great Ones. He would ascend to greatness and rise to freedom. And with his fire-stepping feet came his name, the one who laughed in the face of the cursed moon and sought out the sun instead: Sunseeker.

… But for Sunny, his life was full of happiness and laughter and playtime. Though bigger than his older siblings, he became Jasper and Beryl’s shadow. His days were spent following them tirelessly, mimicking their actions, never leaving their sides. And life was good for the siblings. It only got better when their circle grew and added Inkeri into the mix. Each day brought something new to discover under the cloak of the night sky. While the rest of the world dreamed foolishly under the moon, Sunny instead simply lived, and learned just how wonderful life was.

It was only when the siblings began to grow into their gangly bodies that duties and responsibilities and legacies and expectations were forced down upon them. Jasper and Beryl, that was. Sunny never paid much mind to their Pa’s lofty position and Copal didn’t mind, focusing on his firstborns instead. And unlike his Ma, Sunny was content to lend a paw to whoever needed it, whenever it was needed, all while serving a smile. Regardless of rank, regardless of status, regardless of species, even. (The poor boy had a nasty habit of talking to anything that moved, and after a couple of nips to his ears did Windchaser finally get through to him the dangers of avians.)

Though Jasper and Beryl grew into the wolves they were born to be, their ambitions never quite rubbed off on Sunseeker. He was much happier to cheer for his siblings’ success than to focus on his own. But under his mother’s suggestion, he was persuaded to take on an Attunement one wouldn’t expect from one as dim as him: become a Spire and learn how to sever their connection to Dust once and for all.

Of all the things Sunseeker was, a scholar was not amongst the list.

He struggled with his Attunement, his brain turning to mush every time his teachers began their lectures. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to learn, more so that he just… couldn’t. It was just too much for the young wolkin, who wanted nothing more than to explore and play, to understand the weight of it all.

But, still. He wouldn't let his Ma down. He couldn’t bear to see the disappointment on her face, that her sunshine was any less the star she believed him to be. And so Sunny tried his hardest and studied his very best. There was little improvement but whatever progress he made he took in stride. He was nowhere close to discovering how to break the bonds shackling them to their Gods, but he could sit and listen for more than an hour at a time without fidgeting. Windchaser found it acceptable enough.

When he wasn’t stuck in his lessons Sunseeker was instead romping around with various critters amongst the earth. Wrestling with goats (though the beasts didn’t see it as such), catching as many birds as possible (with the least amount of screams), saving baby raccoons that strayed too far from their den (they, at the very least, seemed to appreciate his help). He spent many days with his brother Beryl, falling more and more attuned with the Voxes than he ever did with the Spires.

It was because of his closeness with the beasts of the fields that Sunny knew - more so felt - that something was off. The places the fauna would congregate were now barren. The few he did see were always shaking in fear, as if afraid the Great Ones were to pluck them out of the sky at that moment. The very mountain beneath their paws was aching, moaning. The Omen’s disappearance left them leaderless, starving, confused. No matter how many words of hope Sunseeker spread through the pack, it all seemed to be swallowed by the cruel reality around them.

The Choir's silence was deafening but the world wasn’t silent. It kept splitting and booming and got louder and louder. The Great Ones Themselves took root within the tunnels the Tomb thought they were protected within.

And then. The world ended.

The Southpoint Collapse devastated them, leaving them with less than half their original numbers. Amongst those digging out any survivors was Sunny. Digging and digging until his entire coat was caked in earth and blood. But he wouldn’t stop, not while Copal was buried. Not while Windchaser was stuck in the catacombs. His parents couldn’t be dead, they couldn’t have left him and Jasper and Beryl alone.

He dug and came up empty. Time and time again. It was enough, the others told him. And so he stopped his search but never truly gave up on the hope, however fleeting it was, that his dead parents would rise back to life.

Amongst those unearthed was the sole surviving Choir member: Feldspar. A sign, Sunny took, of survival for the Tomb. A sign that not all was lost and that someone had been chosen to lead them anew.

Feldspar was chosen - more so inherited by default - as the new Omen. Hintertomb was reborn. Sunseeker the Spire was no longer. Sunseeker, the son of Copal and Windchaser, was no more. The wolkin he had by his side were steadfast Beryl and devoted Inkeri. They, too, had lost their parents. The three of them were not alone but together in that. Sunny couldn’t lose sight of what was left. For them, he would do and become anything they needed. A shoulder to lean on, his usual goofy self. Anything to help mend their broken hearts.

The followers of Hintertomb were stripped of their Attunements. A restart to the cursed Dust-bound. Their futures were waiting for them under this Omen. A new path forward was revealed. The Great Ones could try all they wanted, but the watchful moon would set as it always did. From the darkness came the light. The sun would rise again and again.

Sunseeker made a vow that day. To live on for all the Tomb’s loved ones who perished. Honoring their legacies not due to pain, but hope. And when Feldspar led them to their new lands, he would make it a home for those they left behind. Copal, Windchaser, Lichen, and the rest. Hintertomb’s freedom was just on the horizon. And he would be there to greet it.

Smiling all the while.

## Trivia

* Can often be seen amongst mountain goats, either herding them around for fun or protecting them from predators.
* Lightning bugs are a huge hit with this guy!
* A classic third wheel for any and all situations and relationships (his obliviousness hasn’t let him catch onto the fact that some wolves just want some private time).
* A master at filing his coat with dirt and mud and other substances to help hide his bright color under the moon's glow.

## External Links

* Official Application Sheet
* panderingpangolins's deviantART Gallery