The reddened sky continued to glare back at him, radiating an aura that was off putting. But he wouldn't let such a thing make him fearful, not this time. He had been through too much to let something like this make him stand down. Dalmatia's scared form could be felt as she slowly and cautiously joined him at the entrance. Her eyes went up to the sky as well, her voice breaking the silence as they sat there together. No, I was not. Wish I was though, then I could have met you sooner. N​ó​ttin glanced her way, a small smile flickering across his lips.

It is a little troublesome, but something tells me it might not have to do with the curse. Like everything else, it too shall pass. This time, he did completely look away and meet her periwinkle gaze. Let's go back and get some rest, unless you would like to go outside and explore further. I will follow you where ever you go. As for the stars, they will come back. Do not be afraid. If I have to, I'll chase them down myself. The young sable wolf wasn't sure if he physically could do such a thing, but would go to the ends of the earth to make his beloved happy, no matter what the cost. Just so that she would never be afraid again.