all you have is your fire, and the place you need to reach
"You say that," Danta purrs, "but if I ever came at your wood with an axe, I daresay you wouldn't be this blase about it." He accepts the compliment nevertheless, refocusing on the trunk of the tree he's decided to attack. And with the butcher's playful encouragement ringing in his ears, it's not long before Danta is calling timberrrrr! and hopping back out of the way of any flurries of snow as it hits the forest floor.
Offering a roguish bow in response to Asta's remark, the Maverick watches with shameless enjoyment as the other man strips away the smaller branches with the ease of someone who once did this instinctively, and although they are both bundled up, it's very easy to imagine the play of muscles in his arms and back and shoulders as he works. Only once there's room for them to both chop the trunk into logs of firewood does he step up beside him, grinning over his scarf.
"You sure you're going to be able to keep this up?" he asks, nodding down at their work. "If you end up going for a rest and falling asleep, it'll be your own fault."
Offering a roguish bow in response to Asta's remark, the Maverick watches with shameless enjoyment as the other man strips away the smaller branches with the ease of someone who once did this instinctively, and although they are both bundled up, it's very easy to imagine the play of muscles in his arms and back and shoulders as he works. Only once there's room for them to both chop the trunk into logs of firewood does he step up beside him, grinning over his scarf.
"You sure you're going to be able to keep this up?" he asks, nodding down at their work. "If you end up going for a rest and falling asleep, it'll be your own fault."
Dantalion
don't you ever tame your demons, but always keep 'em on a leash
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
