don't get the shotgun

It was early in the morning as he started slowly pulling himself out of sleep as the memories of the day before started coming back. With how close Lillith and Romulus had gotten since the day that he brought her back after being attacked by one of those saber cats he had gotten the feeling that their relationship was bound to progress further sooner or later, but a little part of him had hoped it would be later. Of all of his children Lillith certainly had a very special place in his heart and it was hard seeing her be anything but his little girl. He sighed softly and shifted to hold Eska a little tighter, hurrying his face in the pillows. He felt like he had handled that moment as best as he could and knew that he would have rather been supportive than scolding, but it was still hard to keep his over protective nature in check. Romulus was simply lucky that Eska was in his life now and had helped put much more reason and logic into his life to smooth his temper.

The knock on the door surprised him and he sleepily lifted his head. Before he could answer or get up to see who it was, he heard Lillith's soft voice from the other side, asking if she could patrol with him and saying how she would be in the courtyard waiting for him. He glanced down at Eska who was still sleeping and carefully pulled himself away from her to get to his feet, giving himself a shake before he went to the door. When he opened it she was gone and he sighed again. He knew it would be slightly awkward for the both of them, but he would rather get the strangeness of it out of the way sooner rather than later. He left the room and gently closed the door behind him so Eska could continue resting and then made his way down out of the castle to find his daughter. He walked over to the silver, spotted girl and offered her a smile. "How're you feeling?" he asked, hoping that he had at least prevented the worst of her hangover.

"Speech"