am i the wolf or the savior?
is my smile too sharp or just my teeth?
is my smile too sharp or just my teeth?
He scrubs his face and when it feels like he’s mostly clean he starts to drift back toward Danta, snagging a portion of his clothes to help rinse it. It’ll be stained but at least it will be dry and not sticky, and given how exhausted the butcher is he finds he doesn’t care that much about his appearance as he usually does, soaking up the warmth of the bubbling water at the surface.
“They sound… intriguing?” The butcher muses with a snort, looking up toward Danta’s face with eyes made light from the fire he keeps around his head for warmth. “How curious.” He adds about the possessed one, letting a soft laugh bubble from his chest. “And was it not void related?” Or maybe it was and he wasn’t imagining it correctly? At any rate, the butcher wrings out the water from the cloth he’s helped to clean, before he starts to step out of the Oasis, rejoining Danta now that he’s clean, his tail flicking a fair amount of water from it back into the water.
“They sound… intriguing?” The butcher muses with a snort, looking up toward Danta’s face with eyes made light from the fire he keeps around his head for warmth. “How curious.” He adds about the possessed one, letting a soft laugh bubble from his chest. “And was it not void related?” Or maybe it was and he wasn’t imagining it correctly? At any rate, the butcher wrings out the water from the cloth he’s helped to clean, before he starts to step out of the Oasis, rejoining Danta now that he’s clean, his tail flicking a fair amount of water from it back into the water.
Astaroth
come a little closer
