Firefly Glen this senseless, thoughtless world

"You sound exhausted."

It was the first thing he'd say but not the last. Lifting his head up again, the man scowled at Keres openly. Would she even listen if he told her to go back to sleep? Doubtful. Nobody listened to him. Not even in his own pack, and he was supposed to tend to wolves who didn't? Who thought they were better than him? He'd have to prove himself to be efficient. Prove his loyalty.

But did he even want to?

"I know why I'm up" he goes on, sniffing along the earth again "but why are you?" Holland suspected it was a case of insomnia. He had told Lunaria, his other pack mate, on why he kept to the dark. He hadn't told Keres why he preferred the nocturnal wanderings. Shoving a buried rock out of his garden, he muses quietly to himself. A few gruff grumbles but that was all he said to the woman.