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It was an odd thing for MoonBane to be awake so early in the afternoon, his days usually starting, ironically, the moment the sun hid in the horizon. But he had work to do, more now that the Alpha was confined in her den taking care of the bastard newborns. The pale one had been put in the highest position in the hierarchy, only below the Night Queen, to relieve some of her toughest task, patrolling the borders and marking their boundaries being the most important one, until she was able to do them herself.
The forest was still pretty dark under the concealing canopy, but his pure white pelt still reflected some of the sunlight off, making him an easy target. He didn't like the feel of that, and so his senses were aware of everything. Like the pale loner that lurked outside of their lands for example. Hey you!
Bane called, his posture as authoritarian as it could be.