An hour or so passed with the two of them trading words of little note. They would often spend their time stargazing together like this simply talking about whatever came to mind- stories from their past, thoughts they'd had recently about whatever had been going on, plans for the future; just things that seemed so insignificant when either of them looked into the vastness of space, their hands held in a comforting union as they lay there, wallowing motionlessly in the space between sleep and reality.

"That day I went down to hunt down that traveling merchant?" Kyra spoke up, "He has a kid now; he got the news just the other day. Said he's thinking about hanging up his walking shoes for good, but that he'd keep us informed of anybody else that might come by here. Understandably, we are quite a ways beyond any sort of trade route, unless a trollish merchant happens to be passing through for whatever reason."

Colin listened intently, nodding along as Kyra's head rolled to the side, her bright eyes peering at him as she continued, "Do you like living out here?"

Smiling, Colin nodded, not knowing he was being watched, "Yeah. I mean, it's different from the hustle and bustle of Stormwind, but you and I make our own way out here. It's sort of freeing, and much more personal, I guess, knowing I'm doing so much with only you. Why?"

She shrugged, looking back up toward the stars, "No reason, just- I know I was the one who wanted to live down here, at least for a bit."

"I know I'm your man, but how many sturdy houses are you wanting me to build you?" Colin inquired, humorously.

Kyra cocked a grin, "I'd say not many, but given your increased lifespan…"

Her lover scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief, though Kyra's eyes dimmed in time with her expression, which turned down in sadness. Colin had never seemed to look beyond her life, despite what he'd taken, which continued to sadden her. For something so magnificent, she figured he would be on board with truly living forever, though she knew, already, what his response might have been.

Still, she figured she would ask again, slowly leaning her head back to the side, "Hey, why don't-"

"Let's take a walk," Colin suggested, looking back up toward her, "I mean, we could go see your moonwell and the abandoned buildings up there."

Before she could answer, Colin was already up to his feet, turning toward her with an outstretched arm to help her up, making the decision for her as she went ahead and reached up to join their hands together, her body lifting up effortlessly beneath Colin's steady pull. His hand trailed along her arm as it left hers, working its way across her lower back as he pulled her along in guidance.

They started along, leaving Colin to nervously adjust his collar as they did so, his mind feeling how odd it was that he was suddenly so rattled, though his voice remained even as he began, "Look, you said earlier that it's a choice to be with someone, right?"

Kyra shrugged, "I mean, that's the simplest conclusion, right?"

"I mean, yeah, but-," Colin paused, swinging around in front of Kyra without letting his hand leave her, stopping the two of their tracks, "I don't think it's that easy; I mean, when I first saw you, I knew you were…drop-dead beautiful. I thought I was the luckiest son of a bitch alive to have seen you for any amount of time, much less for the few days we spent before parting. I knew you were so very strong, in spirit and stubbornness, and that you were quick witted and loyal and all these things. But at no point did I choose to love you; maybe it was sudden, maybe it was gradual, I don't know, but I do know that my heart aches and trembled when we parted in Ashenvale, and it was a feeling shook me to the core."

"Even while we were whole worlds away, you affected me so deeply," Colin continued, his voice becoming more and more quiet as he took Kyra's hand while speaking, bringing his other hand over to gently play with her fingers, "When I was in the throes of my darkest nights, you were there to quell my fears, if only in an artistic form. Remembering your voice lulled me to sleep, and the thought of seeing those same beautiful eyes kept me going when I was at my worst."

He eyed her from his downturned head, simply resting his other hand atop hers, "So when you say it was a choice, I don't- I'm not saying you're wrong, but at least in my own case, I don't agree. Everything about you, your eyes, that dark hair of yours, your laugh, smile, your- Just everything about you; it left me with no choice but to fall in love with you."

Kyra smiled lightly at the thought, reaching her own free hand up to hold atop the stack of three others, "See, it's times like these where I wish I was more, uh, romantically inclined."

"I love that too," Colin grinned, "I mean, we'd have laid in bed until we died if we didn't have a responsible person here."

"Probably," Kyra giggled at the thought, allowing her eyes to meet her lover's as she smiled softly, surrendering her arms to Colin's direction as he took her hands and pulled them away, wrapping his fingers around her own as his other hand grasped her waist, pulling her close as their eyes remained locked.

Kyra smiled as Colin began to sway back and forth and around, pulling her into a simple dance as their feet ran along the grassy earth beneath them, leaving Kyra to speak up herself, "What about the stars?"

"The only ones I care about right now are the two looking back at me," Colin smiled, pulling her closer as he spun both of their bodies in a semicircle.

Smirking, Kyra stared down toward Colin's chest, feeling herself warm up from both her face as well as his skin against hers, her voice escaping her wondrously, "I was always so undesirable to so many of my siblings for so long. I spent so many years thinking I wouldn't have anything but my rank to my name."

Colin replied attentively, "Well, you certainly-"

"Hey," Kyra challenged, playfully, suddenly throwing her weight against Colin's movement, forcing herself into leading their dance, "You said what you had to say; now it's my turn. I'm not going to be that lady who just sits and listens to her mate."

Unable to keep from laughing, Colin distracted himself and suddenly tripped on his own feet, nearly falling into a heap on the ground, though Kyra was quick to keep him up, sticking her tongue out at him, "Not easy being led, huh?"

"Keep talking, Shadowmoon," Colin noted in a cocky tone, "If you aren't careful, you just might-"

She led him into a sharp turn in their rhythmic movement, allowing Colin to stick his foot between her legs to give himself leverage, his body's natural momentum overpowering her, forcing her to either give up her lead or fall. Kyra simply threw her leg out as she began to fall, wrapping the length of its backside around Colin's leg, bringing her through a dramatic salsa-like swing around, pulling his arms along the entire way, retaining her lead as they returned to a more simple dance.

"Looks like somebody practiced since last time we did this," Colin teased.

Kyra simply threw her head backward to send her long hair over her shoulders, sticking her tongue out as she returned to their dance, grinning with her own cocky grin. Shortly thereafter, their pace slowed and Kyra relinquished the lead, though by that time, the two of them had merely taken to swaying back and forth in place. Kyra took her arms and wrapped them around her mate, resting her head against Colin's chest as their legs meandered about, leaving Colin staring up toward the sky as he held his lover's head and body close to himself.

These moments were the most precious to him, he'd come to realize. Where no words were needed; the two of them simply coexisting together, apart from the rest of the world that chugged along so quickly around them, yet in this instances, they moved and swayed to their own rhythm, taking no direction from the world around them.

"What happened to your cheek?" Kyra asked, weakly, unmoving from Colin's bodily shelter, "I took us by the moonwell just to double-check. It usually glows when you're near one."

Colin smiled weakly, gently resting his face stop Kyra's head, his lips leading the way as he kissed her scalp, "Well, I suppose that's part of why tonight's so special."

Kyra stared off curiously, slowly raising her head up toward Colin without removing it from his chest, "What do you mean?"

"You'll see," Colin explained, looking back up toward the sky, "I'd say anytime now."

She followed his gaze up toward the stars, not noticing anything different. Some clouds had begun to roll in, though they were rather thin and didn't seem as though they would have hindered their gazing toward the stars much. Her eyes trailed quickly toward Colin's face before returning to the sky, very much unsure of what he'd been referring to, though a few moments later, Colin spoke up once again.

"Ah. There we go."

The landscape surrounding them grew so dark under the new moon, with no light to illuminate it, which made for prime stargazing sessions. Every time they would show up to this peak, most of their light came from the gentle glow of the moonwell, or from Colin's cheek, or Kyra's eyes; other than that, they could only rely on their eyes and the stars above.

Gradually, however, the ground began to shine with a brilliantly pale grey light, running the length of the grounds of this green grove, leaving Kyra to step back with a sudden quickness, skeptically viewing the ground with a steady curiosity. It almost looked like moonlight shining down before them, and sure enough, as she looked up into the sky, there sat the moon itself, peeking out from behind the clouds.

"W-What?" she murmured, unsurely, almost frightened by the magnificent event that had taken place before her.

She looked at Colin, who only smiled as her as he took her hands from behind him, locking them between his two as his eyes peered endlessly into hers, "I had to call in a favor or two."

He smirked at her continued bewilderment, figuring he'd better explain the celestial abnormality before she jumped to conclusions, "So, tonight being special is a bit more than-"

"No shit," Kyra interrupted, staring up at the Elune's light on one of the nights where it should be impossible.

Colin laughed, weakly, tightening his grip on her hands, "Don't worry, it's only for us. I don't know the mechanics of it all, but we're the only two who can see Her. I had to offer something in return, of course."

Kyra quickly turned to him, a look of horror on her face, "You didn't…"

His smile lessened at her shock, though he retained a bit of it as she pulled her hand out from between his, immediately pressing it against his cheek, tears nearly beginning to well up in her eyes as she so sorrowfully watched her hand slide down his skin, finding no trace of Elune's touch there.

"W-Why would you…" her voice wavered, weakly, though Colin quickly reached up to hold her hand against his cheek, lowering his head so that their two foreheads met.

"Kyra, since I've known you, I've become so many things. You made me a man, a lover, a mate; you made me a diligent, loyal person who'd move the heavens above for somebody I love. You made me aware of Elune's light when all I knew was darkness."

He smiled, "I don't need my cheek to be reminded of Elune when I stare into your eyes every night. You said as much, years ago. You gave me your life to share, you've given me your body, and your soul, and you've given me two moons to light my way, even on nights like tonight."

Still with slight concern, Kyra's soft eyes stared up toward Colin as he smiled, his hand slowly reaching into his pocket as he continued, "I figured it was appropriate to have you both here. Well, that, and to blow your mind. Judging from your silence, I'd say 'mission accomplished', huh?"

He smiled, pulling his closed fist out and holding it atop her hand, which he'd pulled away from his cheek, "You've made me so many things, but… There's so many other things I want nothing more than to become, alongside you. A father, a grandfather, a man whose entire life is dedicated to a single other being, a weird old man with a woman rolling her eyes behind me."

Kyra broke through her stream of tears with a quick laugh, smiling weakly, if only because of how tight her heart was being pulled in that moment. Colin grinned, pulling his shoulder up to wipe his own miniscule tears away, before taking a large breath, his lips tightening together in magnanimous suspense as he stared into Kyra's eyes. Slowly, he lowered his knee to the ground, not breaking eye contact, though Kyra attentively began to look around the ground beneath them, even though eyes of tears.

"D-Did you drop something?" she asked, quickly darting her eyes back and forth.

"No, dear," Colin smirked, pulling her hands down to his lips to kiss, "Will you be my wife? and make me the happiest husband on this land?"

Suddenly recognizing what all this had been leading up to, Kyra's eyes grew wide, simply staring down at Colin in shock for the longest time, almost to the point where he began to feel slightly uncomfortable. He smiled awkwardly, chuckling lightly as he attempted to ease the stress.

"I mean, I know you thought you'd be undesirable, but I want nothing more than to make you my-"

"Of course.

Kyra reached up to wipe away her tears, smiling brilliantly as she slowly fell to her knees just before him, reaching her hands to either side of his head as she leaned in to kiss him, their lips joining in a loving union both their eyes shedding tears of joy. As she pulled away, Colin knew he hadn't ever seen her eyes shimmer the way that had right then.

"You're always giving up magnificent things for me," she muttered, lowly.

Colin only smiled, rolling his fingers out of his closed hand as he worked her ring out, "I'd give up the world for you."

Pulling her hand down gently, he slowly slid the ring down her finger, her eyes suddenly softening again as she gasped, suddenly, pulling her other hand up to cover her shaking lips. She immediately recognized the silverbark that had been worked into the ring. Her eyes couldn't pull away from the darkly purple band that so matched her skin and hair, the bits of amethyst worked into the band with no real pattern, almost as if she had a ring of stars around her finger, all connected by the gently elegant string of silverbark.

"That's the last of what Ovuun and I got from Darkshore that night," Colin smiled, contently.

Kyra's eyes worked up toward him, slowly, not wanting to leave the darkly gorgeous ring on her hand, "I've used that silverbark to fight for and protect you. Now I guess this means I can use it to love you."

"Forever," Colin grinned, lowering his head, "You know, I wanted to wait to do this. A hundred years, compared to you, it so cheap and meaningless; I wanted to make sure when I said 'forever', it truly meant something. That there will be no other, but you, for as long as I live."

Kyra lowered her head, suddenly self-conscious of how disheveled she must have appeared, though it allowed her to notice Colin's closed hand reaching over to drop another ring into her own hand, a simpler version of hers, which was also darkly demure in its appearance, matching hers, minus the tiny jewels and silverbark. She tried her best to keep from any tearful gasps as she grabbed Colin's hand, slowly running the band along his finger, though she couldn't help but jump as she released such an utterance.

"S-Sorry," she apologized, weakly, though Colin was quick to take her hands into his.

"Don't be," he replied, "I've never seen you more beautiful. Tears and all."

Another quick laugh broke through Kyra's tears, leading her into a blush, though this time, she proudly wore her red face as she looked into Colin's eyes, the two of them sharing their similar smiles while moonlight surrounded them both. She leaned closer to where her arms could wrap around her lover's head, pulling herself into a kiss, figuring that she keep his eyes closed were she to do so, both of them choosing lose themselves within the other.

Still on one knee, Kyra's weight soon forced Colin's leg to give way, his awkward stand causing him to fall backwards as he attempted to maneuver around, hitting his back with a slight grunt as Kyra followed, laying atop of him with her arms remaining around his head, allowing herself to grin teasingly as she watched his face loosen from its pained grimace.

Just as he began to recover, Kyra was already two steps ahead, her lips immediately covering his as she rained kisses down upon him, making sure to dab her lips along his cheeks where his tears had run, emulating him from the last time they'd been so close. It left Colin with only a contented smile as he savored every peck from her soft lips, feeling the softness of her body against his chest as she moved up his face.

"I don't care where we go," Colin spoke up, beneath Kyra's continued worship of his skin, "I'm never more at home than when I'm with you. In your arms, or in your lips, or-"

Kyra pulled her head away, eyeing him slyly, "or what?"

He laughed nervously, smirking like a child with a hand in a cookie jar, "I think you know."

Slowly, Kyra raised her body upright, leaving her to straddle either side of Colin's torso, mischievously grinning down at him as her eyes slanted playfully, "Maybe I do."

In the midst of her heated appearance, Kyra's eyes grew curious as Colin's own eyes peered beyond her, up into the sky above her head, leaving her to stare up herself, though only finding the moon as it were a few minutes ago. She looked back down, only to find him smiling softly, his eyes having returned to her.

From where he lay, Kyra's head rested just beneath the moon itself, giving Kyra a near-celestial hue around her being, nearly pulling the air from Colin's lungs as he watched her, simply uttering, "The moon's Embrace."

After a moment of silence, Kyra smiled sweetly, understanding what he meant, trying to keep herself still despite her hands running along her lover's chest, bunching his shirt up as she did so. Finally, she lowered herself back on top of him, her voice a listless whisper as her lips arrived just beyond his ear.

"This moon wants to embrace you," she grinned, before quickly turning her head to begin kissing at her lover's neck.

Colin smiled, reaching his arms around her body to hold her tightly, closing his eyes so as to exist simply with Kyra's lips only impressing upon his existence.