// you've got a passion in those eyes //
The fact that the stranger doesn't pursue them is a boon that Danta will not be quick to forget, even if - let's be honest - he's already mostly forgotten his face. But there are more pressing matters than who they robbed, okay? For a start, he has no idea where Asta has gone given that his fyrhund shift is much fucking faster than the Maverick staggering through the woods.
Were it not for his still galloping heartbeat and the searing pain from the top of his back he might have even thrown caution to the wind and shifted into a gore crow to fly home; alas, all of that will have to wait. With his breath wheezing in his chest and his vision starting to fog at the edges, Danta doesn't so much as stop to lean against a tree as he collapses against it, sliding down the rough bark to the snowy ground.
Reaching up to shove back his hood and yank down the scarf covering his nose and mouth, he finds himself shivering despite very much not feeling the cold right now. Adrenaline is a funny thing though, isn't it?
Were it not for his still galloping heartbeat and the searing pain from the top of his back he might have even thrown caution to the wind and shifted into a gore crow to fly home; alas, all of that will have to wait. With his breath wheezing in his chest and his vision starting to fog at the edges, Danta doesn't so much as stop to lean against a tree as he collapses against it, sliding down the rough bark to the snowy ground.
Reaching up to shove back his hood and yank down the scarf covering his nose and mouth, he finds himself shivering despite very much not feeling the cold right now. Adrenaline is a funny thing though, isn't it?
Dantalion
// so aim it straight and true //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
