Dantalion
but you can't be free
"It absolutely is," Danta confirms readily, flashing a fanged grin over his shoulder and watching (and enjoying) the hot water racing across his skin as if it has a mind of its own; and only then does he consider that Attuned don't do that. "Are you a water dragon, Sunjata?" he wonders, shifting to flop down on the (honestly ridiculously hot) rock like some content salamander, watching the demigod on his knees through hooded eyes.
He smells like blood and incense and an old red wine they probably don't make anymore - to Danta, anyway - and so what's not to like, honestly? "And if you are," he continues, his tail continuing to lash across the stone, "what brings you up to an active volcano?"
He smells like blood and incense and an old red wine they probably don't make anymore - to Danta, anyway - and so what's not to like, honestly? "And if you are," he continues, his tail continuing to lash across the stone, "what brings you up to an active volcano?"
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
