you're never gonna get it, I'm a hazard to myself
Shifting to flop and lay back down as Sunjata comes to properly join him, Danta finds the fan of one enormous wing draped across them like a blanket soon enough, allowing him to tease his fingers through flight feathers and soft down alike. A quiet smile curls across his lips, the Maverick glancing sidelong at the other man as they both settle into the den of furs and pillows. "This is a rare treat for me, y'know," he murmurs, weary yet seemingly very content with how things have worked out.
"I can't partially shift, so it's strange to imagine having fingers to be able to preen my wings." Glancing back to the feathers in question, he lets a gentle hand press against it to encourage it to stretch out in full, admiring the play of blue hues and the way the light filters through them. "I usually make my paperwork into origami and leave it at that."
"I can't partially shift, so it's strange to imagine having fingers to be able to preen my wings." Glancing back to the feathers in question, he lets a gentle hand press against it to encourage it to stretch out in full, admiring the play of blue hues and the way the light filters through them. "I usually make my paperwork into origami and leave it at that."
Dantalion
I'll break it to you easy, this is hell
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
