// day breaks sorrow //
Unsurprised and not at all bothered that the path he’d chosen had been less than stellar for finding tracks, the butcher recalls it as part of the norm from when he’d scouted long before in the expansive snowy expanse of Halo. This place at least has more life, even amongst the monuments and memorials, ones that catch only a curious glance before the butcher hears the piercing whinny back where they’d come.
Returning easily to the group, the butcher preps himself as Hadama suggests they do so, shoulders loosening in a quick and easy shake, lifting the bladed cane so the edge doesn’t press into the grassy ground. He aims the edge of the bladed portion of his cane in a way that seems to suggest that the second he sees the herd leader approach, he might indulge in the bloodlust lingering under his skin.
Asta returns to the group and prepares his bladed cane for when the unicorns appear!
Returning easily to the group, the butcher preps himself as Hadama suggests they do so, shoulders loosening in a quick and easy shake, lifting the bladed cane so the edge doesn’t press into the grassy ground. He aims the edge of the bladed portion of his cane in a way that seems to suggest that the second he sees the herd leader approach, he might indulge in the bloodlust lingering under his skin.
Asta returns to the group and prepares his bladed cane for when the unicorns appear!
Astaroth
// and i still feel the edge of this cold knife //
