Moonlight:
Wolf loved the moonlight. He'd become euphoric just from looking at it. It was hard for him to not howl, yet he knew for appearance's sake he couldn't. Instead he'd slip a hand into Virginia's and give a tight squeeze. She'd smile that little smile of hers and squeeze back. She understood – Wolf liked to believe she even appreciated the crystal moon, more so than she did before she met him. Not as much as him or little Romulus, but yes she understood the joy from being outdoors and dancing beneath the moon light.
They'd sneak out on at a random pattern though never one a moon-less night, or a full one. Romulus would be up anyway, as new babies were wont to, and the three would sneak out of the apartment building and out to Central Park. They'd take care to pick a place where there was no one and then just be.
They'd romp about, chasing each other or maybe they'd just walk around, talking softly. Sometimes they'd have a merry dance which always ended in Romulus' giggles and them all collapsing on the ground. From there, they would just sit back and watch the moon and the light it cast.
Wolf especially loved the way the moonlight lit up his wife and son's eyes.
A/N: The good news - I've already written the next chapter of this tail. (Excuse my pun) The bad news - my computer crashed before I could save it. Which means I have to rewrite it...more of an angsty side to Wolf and Virginia's life, I will try and get it to you ASAP.
And would you please take the time to review? Thanks!