Silvertip Mountain One cycle around the sun

Steady was asleep up in his den, partly on his side, partly on his back, as stretched out as the den would accommodate. Recently, he had alternated his patrols from day to night, feeling a need to keep up the protection when everyone else was sleeping. It made sense to him, seeing as how most wolves slept at night. Anyone who wanted to get in might think that was the perfect time. However, that meant he slept through the morning.

The howl awakened him instantly, though he only opened one eye to begin with. It wasn't a trouble call, but it did say that everyone needed to come. Not one to disobey a summons, Steady rolled upright and crawled out of his den, yawning and stretching his muscles before shaking his fur out. He was a bit too tired to run at full pace, but he did trot to the meeting place.

A few wolves were there before him, but he was glad to see he wasn't the last to arrive. It might send the wrong message for a co-Beta to be the last one to a meeting. He greeted his pack mates and Alphas with a tired grin and a wag of his tail before taking a seat next to Mason. As he waited for this to get underway, his eyes were feeling rather heavy, and it was difficult for him to keep them open. At one point, he began to lean towards Mason before jerking himself back up. Stay awake, stay awake, stay awake, he told himself, over and over. The chant, however, wasn't helping all that much.