Shawn's POV (Point Of View)
I stood in the semi-shadow, my heart a steady rhythm. I knew no fear; and I liked it that way. To be feared was something else.
I was out on the terrace by the twilight moon, coordinated, but rarely in company.
"Shawn?", my best friend Alcander questioned unsurely.
"Alcander", I acknowledge as he came to stand beside me.
Seating myself on the terrace I gazed out at the twilight moon.
"What brings you here?", I questioned.
"Can I not visit?", he questioned as he seated himself beside me.
"No", I responded flatly.
"Really?", he questioned.
Ignoring him completely I focused my gaze out at the twilight moon.
Though it was still silent like the darkness always is, I couldn't help but feel relaxed.
I should probably introduce myself.
I am Prince Shawn, the alpha prince of werewolves.
