// there's shadows on the walls //
Danta has almost been tempted to slink into the proceedings wearing the pitch black feathers of a gore crow, changing his mind at the last moment to instead tuck himself firmly against Astaroth's side. Call it Leafchange having a ripple effect on him, but tonight out in the chill, distant fields of Mourn, he doesn't find himself nearly as social as when they had been at the masquerade.
"Want to go and lurk over where the food and drinks are?" he suggests to Asta with a smirk, nodding at the stalls selling donuts and candyfloss and, very likely, some of the taffy he'd given the butcher the year before. "Or I bet there's an eerie looking tree we can go and stand underneath to spy on people."
Either way, with no lantern of his own to bring, the Maverick is content to breeze along with Asta and whatever plans - or not - he might have.
Danta brings no lantern!
"Want to go and lurk over where the food and drinks are?" he suggests to Asta with a smirk, nodding at the stalls selling donuts and candyfloss and, very likely, some of the taffy he'd given the butcher the year before. "Or I bet there's an eerie looking tree we can go and stand underneath to spy on people."
Either way, with no lantern of his own to bring, the Maverick is content to breeze along with Asta and whatever plans - or not - he might have.
Danta brings no lantern!
Dantalion
// of moments far too troubling to recall //
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
