// you know that this could be your last day here on earth //
The longer he’s in this shift, the easier it is to tell the difference between the two Ancients. The butcher harboring eyes that mirror the orange fiery depths of his haunt and his fyrhund shift whereas Danta’s remain that beautiful crystalline blue. Upon his landing and his excitement, he notes that Danta’s dragon is far more lithe and agile than his – bulky and spikier.
Butting his head against Danta’s with the affectionate nuzzle, he indulges in the smoky breath of the other dragon, puffing his own back before he can spot just how the Maverick tucks his wings in. Mirroring the movement, his wings shuffle against each other before they pull into each other, settling against his sides in a way that’s far more comfortable than he’d been dealing with.
His large head dips in a nod, trying to get more used to this shift as he starts to walk toward the Burrows so they can take the portal back, taking some amount of time to try and get used to the variety of appendages he now has to keep in mind. This, at least, goes far smoother than his flying had.
Butting his head against Danta’s with the affectionate nuzzle, he indulges in the smoky breath of the other dragon, puffing his own back before he can spot just how the Maverick tucks his wings in. Mirroring the movement, his wings shuffle against each other before they pull into each other, settling against his sides in a way that’s far more comfortable than he’d been dealing with.
His large head dips in a nod, trying to get more used to this shift as he starts to walk toward the Burrows so they can take the portal back, taking some amount of time to try and get used to the variety of appendages he now has to keep in mind. This, at least, goes far smoother than his flying had.
Astaroth
// so buddy please, won't you smile just for me //
