you made your choice
“Not exactly, no.” He hums, leaning back slightly to adjust his posture back to being prim and proper as he inclines his head. “I know Kiada. Congratulations, by the way, on your upcoming nuptials.” It’s a thickly accented velveteen purr before his dark eyes light up slightly to hear what it is he’s looking for.
Grin broadening slightly to hear he’s in need of a leather worker, Astaroth’s gaze flits from the shorter Ancient before him to glance down the Last Whisper as if ensuring someone’s light is on ensuring they’re open. “Perhaps I may be able to help, my dear. I know of a leather worker down the way that may be willing to take a custom order, if that suits your preferences better?” Shifting slightly, his tail weaves behind him comfortably and idly like a cat as he gestures down the alley path for Fox to see for himself.
Grin broadening slightly to hear he’s in need of a leather worker, Astaroth’s gaze flits from the shorter Ancient before him to glance down the Last Whisper as if ensuring someone’s light is on ensuring they’re open. “Perhaps I may be able to help, my dear. I know of a leather worker down the way that may be willing to take a custom order, if that suits your preferences better?” Shifting slightly, his tail weaves behind him comfortably and idly like a cat as he gestures down the alley path for Fox to see for himself.
Astaroth
do you regret it yet?
