Hushed Willows that's nice, that's a nice sentiment

@Buchanan - if you have the time (:

Sleep just wouldn't come to her tonight.  Everyone else snoozed easily, but Banner had been laying in her spot among her packmates listening to crickets.  She'd long since given up on actually dozing and hadn't even bothered to pretend that she was anything other than wide awake.  Quietly sighing, the short female stood and slunk away from the sleeping forms of Stark and Tambourine.

It seemed to her that this summer had been one of endless heat.  Through all their drama, Marauder's Keep was still kicking, which was entirely due to Stark's tireless work.  Banner gave her brother one last look before stepping outside.  The Crook did a great job of preserving milder temperatures for a comfortable night's sleep.  Tonight it wasn't enough, though.  A few bats squealed while she trotted away from their shared sleeping space but the Beta paid them little mind.  The creatures were busy eating mosquitoes or whatever it was they did when the sun went down and they never seemed to bother the wolves of the willows.

Strange how patrolling the borders had already become a routine for her.  She found comfort in the familiar action and perhaps that was why she automatically headed to the outskirts of the Keep and began a methodical inspection what had been recently refreshed by her brother.  Banner moved along at a slow pace - she didn't expect to find anything out of the ordinary at this hour, but she'd found no use in laying among her packmates while she could be doing something.  Even if it made no sense when the moon was high in the sky and no threats were about.

Ah, well, duty was duty.