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The next morning dawned just as cool and foggy as the last. This was usual for the Haunted Woods, and Isengrim enjoyed the frequent cloud cover over the region. Werelupes were creatures of the night, and the sun often hurt their sensitive eyes and overheated their thick-furred bodies. Isengrim and his pack used to be largely nocturnal, but over the past few years had eased into being more active during the day, to better facilitate relations between them and their diurnal allies.
Not to mention his owner was a morning person. By the time
Isengrim was ready to open his eyes, Terra was already up and about, nibbling
on a bit of bread and dried fruit for her own breakfast before she helped a
groggier-looking Pharazon get Gwyneth fed and watered. Suhel and her packmates
had gone off on another hunt. Connor was still asleep, while Lexora had been
woken up by her own coughing a while ago, and never managed to get back to
sleep.





