Dantalion
how the fuck am I supposed to know
Little does Elizabeth know that Danta absolutely is this argumentative about everything; luckily, rather than quipping that he might enjoy a punch to the face, he merely offers her a grin and a shrug. Besides, they’re soon both very distracted by the way the island literally begins to move under their feet, opening up a delightful little pathway to lead her back to Torchline’s mainland.
Also straightening up and having to hold out his arms to keep from overbalancing until the isle has finished stretching in its sleep, he offers her a secretive grin in response to her question. ”I reckon it heard us. And either it likes you and it wants to help, or this is a polite invitation for us to go away. Either way, it’s probably best we listen.”
Straightening his obnoxiously floral shirt, Danta gives Elizabeth a polite nod and a smile, stepping back so he might shift back into black, donut stealing feathers. ”The pleasure is all mine,” he promises, before, with only a sparing glance over his shoulder, man becomes gore crow and he takes prompt flight up into the endless blue skies overhead.
~FIN
Also straightening up and having to hold out his arms to keep from overbalancing until the isle has finished stretching in its sleep, he offers her a secretive grin in response to her question. ”I reckon it heard us. And either it likes you and it wants to help, or this is a polite invitation for us to go away. Either way, it’s probably best we listen.”
Straightening his obnoxiously floral shirt, Danta gives Elizabeth a polite nod and a smile, stepping back so he might shift back into black, donut stealing feathers. ”The pleasure is all mine,” he promises, before, with only a sparing glance over his shoulder, man becomes gore crow and he takes prompt flight up into the endless blue skies overhead.
~FIN
if we're in love or if we're in pain?
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
