Balrog's eyes widened as he took in the sight of the full moon, its soft glow bathing the Col in silvery light. He followed his father's gaze upwards, momentarily lost in the beauty of the night sky. When Basilisk offered his paw, a thrill of excitement shot through him. Without hesitation, Balrog clambored onto his father's outstretched paw. Balrog felt the solid strength of his father beneath him as he settled up on his shoulders. With a playful glint in his obsidian eyes, he perched securely and placed his paws up in between Basi's ears so he could watch over his head while standing on those shoulders.
From this vantage point, the world seemed even more magical, the moonlight casting long shadows that danced across the ground at angles he'd never experienced before. Balrog let out a soft, contented sigh, ready for whatever adventure his father had in store for the both of them. The possibilities were endless and it made the night feel so alive, he was eager to explore it all from his new perch on his father.
