Sunbeam Lair Romance and stars

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Noctura slunk into the daylight, the play of sun upon his coat reminding any onlookers that his fur was not as midnight black as the night would believe. Indeed, the Kanpō was a wolf of mixed black and dark silver, his eyes a much paler shade of that silver — and currently overlooking an expanse of vibrant green. It had happened so fast, almost as quickly as it had gone. The return of life, real life to the lands of Ryūjin and the surrounding country. He surveyed their underground lair from a jagged rise, and after some consideration ventured into it in search of prey.

What he found, however, was the soul he adored. Noctura had almost moved down into a tracking position when he rose tall again upon Asterr's approach. It was rare that he see her alone outside their nightly meetings under the stars, as he smiled faintly at this rare privilege. Asterr, he murmured, and dipped his muzzle to apply a brief lick to the top of her head: his own greeting in return for hers. I'm well. The pack feels stronger with each rising sun, doesn't it.