// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //
“Yes. Our attire.” The butcher responds swiftly, letting his sharp grin curve into a small smirk, letting it vanish in the curve of diamond horns as Danta steps in to accept the warmth. It isn’t for long, though, as the butcher finds himself also quite cold and fully ready to get the fuck out of here. Not without a bit of mischief of course.
Flashing a completely innocent grin toward Danta, he releases him and ensures the stove has enough wood within it to make sure it’ll continue to heat for whomever decides to brave the storm to get hot soup. And with that complete, he steps out of it promptly back to Danta’s side in the middle of the snowstorm. His scarf is tugged up higher, the blackened tines of his horns collecting snow in the curves alongside his hair, speckling it with white throughout it as his tail thrashes to prevent the snow from settling. “Mm, I could be enticed for coffee.” He teases, despite the shiver that races down his spine, shifting to snake his arm into Danta’s to hook it to his side. “Lead the way, darling.”
Flashing a completely innocent grin toward Danta, he releases him and ensures the stove has enough wood within it to make sure it’ll continue to heat for whomever decides to brave the storm to get hot soup. And with that complete, he steps out of it promptly back to Danta’s side in the middle of the snowstorm. His scarf is tugged up higher, the blackened tines of his horns collecting snow in the curves alongside his hair, speckling it with white throughout it as his tail thrashes to prevent the snow from settling. “Mm, I could be enticed for coffee.” He teases, despite the shiver that races down his spine, shifting to snake his arm into Danta’s to hook it to his side. “Lead the way, darling.”
Astaroth
// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //
