you're the satellite

Romulus was mostly quiet during their trek back towards the castle. He didn't want to force Lillith to try and hold a conversation with him while she was still fighting to catch her breath. It was the way she had sounded when she came trudging up the hill, but a hundred times worse. The only way he knew Lillith was still with him was her gentle wheezing breath against the back of his neck and the way her dainty paws flexed against him when she tightened her grip. He turned silver eyes up to the sky and silently pleaded with whatever deities were watching them to keep Lillith alive. Gods, please don't let this girl die on my back...

Lillith guided him up the path towards the castle. The closer he got, the stronger the scent of the pack became until he came upon a veritable wall of smell, the scent markers clearly defining the boundary of pack territory. Romulus slowed from a trot to a walk, then to a stop just outside the border. He gazed up at the impressive stone structure, looking over the walls and parapets for any signs of life. Everything was quiet and still without another wolf in sight, only some alpacas milling about in a fenced in paddock nearby. He took a deep breath to prepare a call for the alpha—when a large brown mass began to barrel towards them from the castle gates.

Roman watched as the wolf came closer and closer, a massive mountain of a man that stood a few inches taller than he was and a damn sight more muscular too. The brute called for Lillith by name with a panicked look on his face. So this must have been Lillith's father. Romulus turned his body towards the wolf when he approached, lowering himself to allow Lil to slide off into the assisting paws of her father. Once she was off, Romulus stood back up at his full height and gave the older man a look of recognition. "Ah, you must be the alpha dad. Lil told me about you." He tipped his nose down in a small dip of his head, unwavering under the scrutiny of the alpha's hard eyes. "Romulus Armada. Pleased to meet you. Can you make sure she's okay first before you interrogate me?" He turned his silver eyes back to Lillith then, far more concerned with her well-being than trying to schmooze with an alpha.

"Romulus Armada"