I used to hold your haunted neck; I know I'll miss you if I close my eyes
"Something else, then?" Danta asks with a fanged smile, ensuring his hands and mouth are clean before he comes to lean against the side of the bridge next to Remi, soaking in the heat of the day and letting warm fingers of light play across his face. "Mm, it isn't," he agrees of the bird, glancing back across the bridge at the smear of viscera left behind.
"Sometimes instinct won't be ignored, though." And given that all of Danta's shifts are on the smaller side, and that the crow had grown within him first, it's little surprise that hunting smaller birds is almost irresistibly fun at times. "There are deer out in the fields if you'd like to hunt one with me," he offers with a roll of his shoulders.
"Sometimes instinct won't be ignored, though." And given that all of Danta's shifts are on the smaller side, and that the crow had grown within him first, it's little surprise that hunting smaller birds is almost irresistibly fun at times. "There are deer out in the fields if you'd like to hunt one with me," he offers with a roll of his shoulders.
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
