Blacktail Deer Plateau wendigo

She shuffled, surprised unquestionably by the fact that he had never been asleep in the first place. Mordecai offered her a smile; he hadn't meant to startle her. But in light of her stammering words, she recovered easily and delved into an explanation he could agree with. Some wolves were just not ones to sleep easily through the night. He knew some did not sleep at all. But himself?

"It just depends on the night for me," he answered with a shrug of his furry shoulders. "Tonight seemed like a nice night to stargaze, rather than sleep." He knew rest would come eventually, but to him the night was still relatively young. There was much time left before he would resign to sleeping. With a tilt of his head, he opted for introductions to get them past the start of their awkward encounter. "What's your name? I'm Mordecai."