you're the satellite

Romulus shot Lillith a skeptical look when she claimed he had done most of the work. Most of the biting, sure, but he couldn't have pulled off half the moves he did if Lillith hadn't been assisting him. Besides, she got a few good bites in herself! "Says the girl that flanked a saber cat and bit into its neck like there was no tomorrow," he teased her back. "I couldn't have won on my own so you deserve just as much credit. Besides, you got out with less damage than I did, so I think that makes you the clear winner."

Lillith peeked at the door, then suddenly stiffened as he came closer to her as if she'd just been electrocuted. At first he hadn't noticed, but the longer he lingered beside Lil while she spoke, he began to realize how tense she had become. She tried to reassure him that Ulric didn't hate him, but he was doubtful. At the very least, the alpha was extremely guarded and wary of him. He did suppose he was a stranger in these lands, but if this was how he greeted every traveler that came by his doorstep, he severely doubted the man's abilities of diplomacy towards outsiders. Romulus held her gaze while she explained how an illness in her early year had nearly killed her. That would explain why her father was so protective of her. It did make him feel a little bad for Lillith though. Did that mean she'd never gotten to experience a real childhood? No playing games and wrestling out in the fields? No swimming in the rivers or learning to hunt? Was he really the first outsider she'd ever met?

While he considered all of these things, Roman gave her an empathetic smile and reached a cautious paw over to gently cover one of hers with his, their difference in size easily noted between the size of their paws. He didn't take his eyes from her, noting every shift of shade of hue in those red irises. Her eyes really did look like a faceted ruby being held to sunlight, every portion reflecting a new brilliant shade of dark red. She was like some sort of rare mythical creature brought to life from a fairy tale. "Well, I'm glad you made it through okay. Maybe now you'll get to do all the things you didn't get a chance to before, like flower picking and tiger fighting." His smile turned into a bright, humorous grin, wondering why she had suddenly become so nervous around him.

"Romulus Armada"