Dawn Sentry

Dawn Sentry is a Fianna.^[1]

Overview

The members of the Night Eyes pack come from the Whispering Rover camp. During a foray to Canada, their pack leader, Dawn Sentry, was impressed by the Wendigo ability to disappear into the forest. She asked one where he could learn how to be so stealthy, and the Garou laughed and said, "You can as the great Wendigo. Only he can teach you."

So Dawn Sentry traveled into the Umbra, searching for Wendigo's realm. She found it, a forlorn land where bitter winds howled across ice and snow. Four hours she wandered undaunted where the cold bit though parka and fur and flesh, before great Wendigo laughed at the foolish young Fianna, but was impressed enough at her courage to grant her request. "Before I decide," the Incarna warned, "you must be tested. I must taste your flesh to see if you are too Wyrm-tainted to learn." Dawn acquiesced, and didn't flinch as the cannibal spirit's enormous jaws closed on her torso. Ribs snapped, lungs collapsed, and Dawn crumpled in agony. Wendigo locked his bloody lips, satisfied. "Very well, I shall teach you what you want to know. But there are conditions. First, you may not share my gift outside your pack. Second, those you teach, you must first taste firstcomers to the Pure Lands." In agony almost beyond hearing, blind with pain, Dawn weakly nodded assent. Her clotting wounds were rimed with frost. Wendigo grinned toothily, and licked his lips. "You tasted fine, Wyrmcomer. Should we ever meet again, I'll have the rest of you. And if you break your vow to me, we will meet again."

Dawn never fully recovered from the bite, but she learned the Gift of Camouflage, and passed it on to her pack. All bear the jagged scars of a Crinos bite, though none so prominently as their leader. Although they still range across Europe working as advance scouts, raiders and messengers, they have found their trails leading towards North America with increasing regularity.

The story of the Night Eyes Pack (sometimes referred to as the "Once Bitten Pack") has drifted from sept to sept; when in Wendigo country the pack meets with less derision than a Fianna should expect - perhaps even a little respect. Dawn Sentry's brace sacrifice has had the unintended side effect of turning her pack into unofficial spokespeople for her tribe. In at least two recent disputes, the Wendigo demanded to speak to the Night Eyes rather than the local Fianna.

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