what's this?

A low chuckle rumbled in Roman's chest while he nuzzled into the soft fur of Lillith's neck, happily breathing in the sweet perfume of her scent. "Lies. I could never be too sweet to you." Steely silver eyes followed her gaze out across the moonlit world bathed in unnatural blue, watching the way the mist swirled over the earth like phantoms waltzing in the dark. He looked up at the enormous moon, virtually able to see every crater on its pocked surface. That was when he noticed the strangeness of the stars as well. They moved like streaks across the inky black sky rather than hovering specks of light. It was like the stars themselves were physically moving around them. He didn't call Lillith's attention to them when she mentioned how the world felt off, not wanting to disturb her further.

"Things are definitely... weird," he agreed with a tip of his head. The sea of fireflies that seemed to swarm over the plains blinked in and out of existence, their presence only noticed by their queer blue and purple glows. Roman pursed his lips while he watched them. Thanks to the earlier bedtime routine he'd developed with Lil, he hadn't spent much time outside at night lately. How long had this been going on? The Armada wolf lifted a thickly-corded foreleg to drape across the slender fae's side when she leaned into him, soaking in her presence and warmth along with the cold world around them. "Have to admit it is kinda pretty though..." He leaned down to plant a kiss atop her head between her ears, brushing his lips across the edge of one of her delicate ears. "Romantic, even..."

The chilly wind picked up then, whistling past his ears as if ruffled silver and steel blue fur. The screeching of disturbed bats suddenly broke the silence of the night, and from the nearby woods, a colony of bats came bursting out across the plains, each winged creature glowing a ghostly pale blue. Roman watched them with curious eyes as they came towards the castle—aiming straight for the two wolves on the balcony. The bats swooped past the castle, coming within feet of the wolves as they veered around the walls of the structure, moving so fast they appeared like blue glowing streaks of light in the air. Roman pulled Lillith closer to his side, using his larger frame to shield her some in case the bats decided to try anything. As soon as they'd moved on, Romulus looked back out over the plains—and froze when he saw the mist beginning to take on shapes of wolves, glowing in the ethereal light with piercing blue eyes turned in the direction of the two young wolves.

"Speech"