Royalty Lies Here

THE BEGINNINGI awoke instantly. Same old den, same old nest, same old everything. Up in this tree, lay one huge branch, and one tinier one. The Sovereigns took the smaller one, allowing the youth of the Pack take care of the bigger one. In fact, there's plenty pups, and to give them the smaller one, we'd be forcing them into the den, trying to find spots for them, being so jam-packed with bouncy little fluff-balls. We'd have to announce patrols soon enough, so I rise, shake out my pelt, stretch, and head out into the clearing. I hadn't noticed the nest beside me was flat and empty, but I sure did realize it as the familiar voice of Nyx rung from the thrones. He beat me to waking up. I wonder what kept him up, because I was usually the first one to spring out of the nest. My back pads brush against the pine needles as I hop onto my throne, curl my tail over my paws, and settle in.
"You were up earlier than me.. Doesn't happen often; something wrong?" I ask, gazing at the male. He shrugs, mumbling. "Nah, I just wasn't really tired last night and I want to get these wolves out of camp for patrols." I nod, and turn my attention back to the space in front of me. There's no one sitting there yet, but I glance around and notice groups of canines walk out of their dens, find their spot in the crowd, and listen. "Paws!" Nyx exclaims, just enough for him to be heard. His voice is laced with coldness, and yet, underneath all the sturdiness and seriousness, I find a bit of exhaustion too. Choosing to ignore the fact, I stare out into the clearing, ears still pierced sideways to pick up Nyx's words. The same tone returns. "I'm sending out the patrols early today. I was told yesterday the border patrol had tracked another wolf trail, so I want to be up and ready if that thing tries to come back." Few wolves nod, but it is just small, and you could miss it by a moment if you looked away. "Border patrol: Led by Arya, Josh, Aurora, and Gregor. Check to see if that mutt is back, and even double-mark the borders." He waves his tail, and the four canines leave. Seconds pass before he starts up again. "Hunting patrol: Led by Jenna, Airis, Kya, and Syra. The rest of you can spar or just laze around."
I nudge my patrol along with a single flick of my tail. Airis and Kya race up to my sides, mimicking my pace and expression. Syra speeds behind, but also takes her place in front as soon as we reach the main hunting point. We spread out, staying in range, although we still give each other an area to catch whatever they come across efficiently.
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