Gyrfalcon's Keep where does the moon go in the morning?

She’s disrupted from her thoughts with a gruff question directed toward her. She jumps instantly, looking away from the opening over her shoulder to a dark wolf, a splotch against the white back drop. Suddenly she’s concerned she’s trespassed without realizing it. Getting into trouble isn’t uncommon for the girl but she’ been careful about other packs and suddenly she’s lost her record. In an attempt to hide her newfound nervousness, she licks her lips and straightens out a little. Her tail wags once but it falls still after a beat. “I’m not doin’ nothing,” she tells him, using her nose to find any indication there are others coming, but she doesn’t take her eyes away from him.