around and around we go

Gwenevere's patrol that evening had been uneventful, except for the rather spectacular sunset a few minutes before that had made her pause to better appreciate it. She'd given it some thought while she'd been moving along the border wall - she chose to walk alongside it, rather than atop it, since silhouetting herself on the artificial ridgeline seemed to be a bit foolhardy if she wanted to take any would-be trespassers by surprise. She alternated between patrolling along the inside of the wall and along the outside of the wall, weaving through the openings that had been left bare throughout the length. Right now she was inside the wall, her ears swiveling and her head up and alert despite how long she had already been on the move that day.