I'm beginning to feel like a Dungeon Dragon (Splash)

soul forever her own | heart captured by none | Hastati for Glorall | no children |

Jagger welcomed the night. The cooler air, the darkness that let her slink so perfectly through the shadows, the very sound of the night. What did the night sound like? Well, it depends on where you were. Here, in Glorall, it was a lullaby thing. The tides became something other than what they were in the day, their own sound more clear now that nothing was awake to pollute it as the day's sounds. And, most of all, the sky. The stars and moon were a wonder to her; she could spend hours just gazing up at them, mind wandering, never sticking to a thought for more than mere moments.

And, of course, sleep. She liked to sleep, though for ages she had not slept what you would call "well" or even "good." This was because she was an eternal wanderer, perhaps. Endless nights sleeping without legitimate shelter and only having herself to rely on conditioned her body to sleep light; to never fall into that deep sleep that you woke up feeling refreshed. She slept fitfully and not more than a few hours at a time, but whether that was her unconscious training or her insomnia she didn't know and didn't particularly care. She had long ago gotten used to going about things with little to no rest; and she could now be fully functional and operate at top capacity without so much as three measly hours. She would argue that she was sometimes better when she had no sleep the night before.

The sunset bled over the beach and most of the wolves were turning in, the little ones yawning and some already falling asleep on the way to their beds. The night owl though, she didn't feel particularly tired and knew that tonight was probably going to be another spent stargazing. She said goodnight to the pack mates she passed as she made her way with her sister to their respective dens, itching for the sun to go down and everyone to sleep so she could go to her cliff den. Having said goodnight to Chicky at last, and Splash though quickly and in passing, she worked herself into her den, making like she was going to sleep along with everyone else.

She stared out at nothing in particular as she let her mind wander. Waiting for the moon to rise. As soon as it did she waited just a bit more, wanting the chances of her being caught lessened. As soon as she thought it was safe she crawled out of her poor excuse of a den with a grin, trotting silently through the night, nothing more than a shadow or a trick of the light. A trick of the light making a bee line for the higher regions of the rocky cliffs that called Glorall home.

She could see well in the dark and knew the route to this den by heart so she wasn't concerned she'd miss a step or fall. After all, what good was a secret hide out when you couldn't find it without the sun? Since her den was so high, she had a great vantage point to watch all that went on below her. It was somewhat secluded because of this, but with the sound of the waves it never seemed lonely. It was as deep as Chicky's, though tall enough to accommodate herself when she laid down and maybe even someone taller. From there she could watch over her home, Glorall's very own Gargoyle. She liked being the Gargoyle. Something that only interfered with the more complex dealing when it was needed, otherwise its only job was to protect its home. It was out of the way, nothing more than a background figure in the grand scheme of things. Which was even better for her, who didn't like to be in the spotlight unless absolutely necessary and all attempts to avoid it have been exhausted.

She laid down in the mouth of the den rather on the "front porch." She was usually up before anyone else, another contributor to her sleep problems, but by the odd chance she overslept, she'd be hidden and could come down the bluffs with the simple excuse she'd been exploring. She laid her head on her paws, gazing up at the stars and the moon. Within minutes, though, she was asleep.

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