[SE] Into the Woods!

reaching for a book of matches
strike a light and then you'll see the real mess that i am

A gentleman, if not a butcher also, but he was always the gentleman first. And as such, he hesitates at a respectable distance before the other Ancient, his tail coiling behind him comfortably as he listens to her hoarse voice greet him in turn – like she’s been working on knocking the cobwebs loose from her vocal chords while the wind stirs between them again – ruffling his dark hair that’s managed to remain mostly in place and combed back, while he watches as the very same breeze slips through her long hair and the white fabric, fluttering and gentle despite how he wonders just how gentle the two of them are.

At any rate, his smile remains aimed at her as she slips the shawl up around her shoulders and he nods his head, sharp points of the antlered horns pointing up as he dips his head low. “Indeed. It is quite a lovely night for it, wouldn’t you say?” He asks, pulling his dark mahogany gaze away from her to peer through the trees and past tree branches and trunks as if listening for anything beyond their conversation, before his attention slides back toward her with that same effortless, shark-toothed smile. “Were you taking a stroll as well?” He asks curiously, flipping the question onto her, tail whipping at his heels.

Astaroth

i swear it's nothing personal - i swear it's nothing personal //////