you're never gonna get it, I'm a hazard to myself
"Sure thing," Danta says, voice half muffled with his shirt over his head. He tosses it somewhere across the room and kicks off his pants soon after, tail flicking low at his heels as he prowls down towards the bed. Sunjata will be able to make the swap easy enough, finding that Danta's bag is stuffed with what's evidently the first things he set his hands upon in his rooms; there are clothes, sure, but there's also a candle, half a bottle of wine, a couple of origami foxes and one left shoe.
The Flood can make of that what he will, though - the Maverick has already peeled back the nearest fur to disappear into the nest, seizing a pillow to curl around and peeking back up at the demigod as he asks to stay. "So long as you don't mind the poor company," he mumbles, very much considering the idea of cuddling and petting a dog for a bit when his interest piques at the mention of pegasus wings.
"I thought you only had dragon wings," he says, flapping a hand in the equivalent of permission for Sunjata to come and join him. "And do you not enjoy dealing with all that shit downstairs? It's my favourite part of the Dusklight."
The Flood can make of that what he will, though - the Maverick has already peeled back the nearest fur to disappear into the nest, seizing a pillow to curl around and peeking back up at the demigod as he asks to stay. "So long as you don't mind the poor company," he mumbles, very much considering the idea of cuddling and petting a dog for a bit when his interest piques at the mention of pegasus wings.
"I thought you only had dragon wings," he says, flapping a hand in the equivalent of permission for Sunjata to come and join him. "And do you not enjoy dealing with all that shit downstairs? It's my favourite part of the Dusklight."
Dantalion
I'll break it to you easy, this is hell
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
