Probus Noctis is a Cane Corso, stitched out of patience, weight, and a stubborn fairness. Pups near the flooded market halls say Probus Noctis once stayed up all night arguing with a broken phone shaped like a bar of soap, and won. On busy market days Probus Noctis carries a glassbird feather that hums in still air like a small flag, and stallkeepers nod as it passes. Probus Noctis wants to be remembered as useful, loyal, and only mildly responsible for what happened near the bone polishers den. Academic detail: Made it through pup school with a 2.23 GBS (Gud Boy Scale), no honors, no shame, plenty of stories.