// go get your gun, get your gun //
He was, for a moment, before it dashed away once they’d parted ways. Astaroth wasn’t much of a ranged fighter – in fact, the most he could get away with was probably the soon to be whip. But she had truly been getting the hang of it, and even if he can’t tell her right this second that he hopes she finds use from the bit of training she’d done with the bow, he hopes he can later.
Right now, though, there’s a bunch of vampire gourds to go and chase off. And chase off he does. With all the menacing power of volcanic plates and glowing lava and a maw full of ashy smoke, the butcher snaps at the gourds with equally sharp teeth to try and chase them out. It works, mostly, as it begins to run off – and he’s distracted to see the flick of the feline’s tail with her intentions, the butcher trails after her, a dark and menacing shadow to the vampire gourds they’re in pursuit of.
Right now, though, there’s a bunch of vampire gourds to go and chase off. And chase off he does. With all the menacing power of volcanic plates and glowing lava and a maw full of ashy smoke, the butcher snaps at the gourds with equally sharp teeth to try and chase them out. It works, mostly, as it begins to run off – and he’s distracted to see the flick of the feline’s tail with her intentions, the butcher trails after her, a dark and menacing shadow to the vampire gourds they’re in pursuit of.
Astaroth
// and lets find out what it does //
