Midnight Rounds
04-25-2019, 12:10 PM
It was in the middle of the night and he was unable to rest. He had tossed and turned for what felt like forever in his spot in the alcove. Nothing he did was helping him get comfortable and helping him to fall asleep. Grunting and growling he grew frustrated and finally pulled himself to his feet. Dragging his claws through the dirt as he moved forward leaving his secluded spot and quietly heading out of the communal den. Once outside he shook out his shiny coat and looked up to the sky at the bright full moon ahead. He was pretty sure he was the only one awake and he didn't want to stir anyone from their slumber. Moving forward with a quiet huff the male headed towards the Moor to start a patrol, not able to think of anything else to do at this hour. Maybe some exercise would help wear him into slumber, or maybe for some reason he was meant to be up at this hour, to stop any trouble from happening. Picking up his pace he made it to the borders of the Moor and slowed down his pace, to a quiet trot. He was careful with his steps, alert, and his nose taking in the scents. A moderate fog hung in the moor making him a bit more on edge. His eyes narrowed slightly as he kept alert and moved quietly, looking for anything out of the ordinary. |
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