Warrior stayed awake, too restless to sleep and not tired, he took in her scent and rests his head on her shoulders, protectively. He would not let anything happen to her, he knew that. As the stars began to spread across the sky, his fur turned slightly blue because of the moonlight. He watched as the moonlight played across her face and cast shadows that made her eyelids shimmer. He could not live without her. He had always known that. The morning sky was red and the clouds were a dusty pink. She was still asleep, but he was awake, but looked different. His fur was now darker and horns had grown from his head, (he looks like this:
http://www.deviantart.com/art/Together- ... -313195015 (the grey one.)