// I thought of angels choking on their halos //
Apparently you do get rewarded for stealing a job at the last hurdle, though, if Thal's enjoyment of his meal is anything to go by. Granted, Danta doesn't at all expect her to keep her teeth in the fucking thing whilst also trying to swipe at him with a knife; forced to dart! back a foot, giving up precious ground to the stranger eating his dinner, the Maverick reconsiders. He's also splattered with blood by now, the scent of it maddening, darkening his blue eyes to something altogether more sinister, and he juts his chin at her.
"You want it, you fight me for it," he grates out. And don't worry - if she thinks he's just going to stand there and talk about it, she's wrong. The tunnels might be narrow, but they're wide enough for them both to stand with the ramphire, and so they're wide enough for his new shift. Morphing into something repitilian and leathery and the size of a small bear, Danta parts a lyvern's jaws to screech at Thal, before barrelling for her once again.
"You want it, you fight me for it," he grates out. And don't worry - if she thinks he's just going to stand there and talk about it, she's wrong. The tunnels might be narrow, but they're wide enough for them both to stand with the ramphire, and so they're wide enough for his new shift. Morphing into something repitilian and leathery and the size of a small bear, Danta parts a lyvern's jaws to screech at Thal, before barrelling for her once again.
Dantalion
// get them drunk on rose water //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
