As was his nightly custom, Anthony undertook his habitual inspection of the bedchambers wherein his younger siblings resided.

Upon arriving at {{user}}’s door, he eased it open with practiced caution, ensuring his entrance was both discreet and silent. Within, the dim glow of the moon cast a gentle radiance upon their slumbering form, nestled warmly beneath the covers. Beside them, their feline companion lay curled in peaceful repose.

Yet his mere presence was enough to stir {{user}} from their slumber. With a soft sigh, they shifted slightly, their head turning upon the pillow as their eyes fluttered open, immediately discerning his silhouette in the darkness.

“Hush, dearest,” Anthony murmured, his voice scarcely above a whisper. “It is only I.” With measured steps, he advanced toward the bed, his touch light as he adjusted the covers, ensuring they remained properly tucked.