FOX
"I visited Torchline quite recently. I never realised how much I enjoyed the heat as an Ancient until I went out there," Fox admits; even after over a year, he's still surprised at some of the ways his body reacts now that he's part of Dygra's children. "That's a shame about Halo, though. I've never been, but I've heard it's beautiful." You know, apart from being absolutely deadly to them now. Still, as Kiada continues it makes Fox realise how little of the world he's really seen, boxed in by familiarity, bitterness and vengeance as he has been for so long.
Luckily there are inch-sized menaces to distract them, and he scoffs as they duck around webbing and cloud spiders to get to the bottom of the steps. "You never know - maybe they can make an astonishing amount of silk," he reasons, before nodding at the confirmation of the VlamVloed. "Hopefully their rooms aren't all webbed in as well," he remarks, absently running a hand along his arm where she's brushed against it before following her inside.
More than happy with a booth away from the crowd, Fox shrugs the fur from his shoulder and sets it down, smiling politely to the waiter who approaches them. He orders a beer for himself on autopilot, trying to ignore the way the server leans in closer to hear Kiada's order, or the way his eyes surreptitiously slide to her cleavage.
Luckily there are inch-sized menaces to distract them, and he scoffs as they duck around webbing and cloud spiders to get to the bottom of the steps. "You never know - maybe they can make an astonishing amount of silk," he reasons, before nodding at the confirmation of the VlamVloed. "Hopefully their rooms aren't all webbed in as well," he remarks, absently running a hand along his arm where she's brushed against it before following her inside.
More than happy with a booth away from the crowd, Fox shrugs the fur from his shoulder and sets it down, smiling politely to the waiter who approaches them. He orders a beer for himself on autopilot, trying to ignore the way the server leans in closer to hear Kiada's order, or the way his eyes surreptitiously slide to her cleavage.
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
