Silver Moonlight

Despite his growing doubts, Romulus didn't abandon Lillith. He remained with her because he wanted to, he liked staying in her company, and because she hadn't told him to go. Surely he couldn't have done that much damage if she still wanted him around, right? He continued to be her support while she leaned into his more muscular frame, both wolves peering up at the sea of stars, rippling waves of clustered lights creating bands in the inky sky. It really was a beautiful sight to behold. While they stared at the stars, Roman stole a glimpse down at Lil, watching while his companion stared at the heavens in awe. He could see the stars twinkling in her eyes, making them look even more like finely faceted rubies. Although they weren't facing the sea from her room, the distant sound of ocean waves could be heard in the otherwise still night, only the chirping of nocturnal insects out in the plains making any other sound. It was tranquil and peaceful and perfect.

Romulus listened with keen ears while Lillith sucked in a deep breath of the cool autumn night air, listening to the smooth draw and exhale. She seemed to be getting better, which was good. The temperature difference had cooled her off and she was becoming more like herself again. How awful it must be to have your own body betray you. Roman couldn't comprehend an existence like that, yet that was the world Lillith lived in every single day. She was by far one of the strongest wolves he knew. When she spoke again after some time in silence, thanking him for staying with her, Roman responded by craning his head down to rest his cheek against her forehead while they cuddled together. "I wasn't gonna just leave you like that," he replied, referring to the way she'd ended up barely able to breathe on the floor.

Her confession that she didn't go outside at night a lot didn't really surprise him, what with how overprotective Ulric was. He probably put a curfew on his daughter's bedtime for right after sundown since she was a pup and never let up. "On nights like this, it's really pretty," he said, turning silver eyes back up to the celestial heavens above them. "Back home, I would sometimes sneak down to the beach at night to go looking for shooting stars and listen to the waves. It would help me sleep when insomnia decided to be a bitch." He chuckled under his breath, bringing his bushy tail to curl around Lil's hips as they sat with their sides pressed together. "You could come out here any time you want, y'know. This is your balcony. You can be a little rebellious if you want."

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