// up above so, up above so quiet //
“Lovely.” The butcher hums to Dantalion with a grin, sharp and yet somehow sweet as they pick their path along the fencing to ensure it’ll keep the unicorns in. There’s a few areas that require reinforcing, but with Danta doing most of the nail hammering and Asta being the one to collect the extra boards, they manage to get it all done.
Settled beside his lover, his posture failing in its usual perfect position likely due to being tired, he can’t help the slight snort that leaves him for the mention of making sure they stay alive long enough. “I shall go and ensure the shelter is sufficient.” He parts from Danta with a fleeting kiss and an easier smile, snagging the bundles of hay and sawdust to fill the space to make sure it was comfortable enough for keeping the unicorns out of the worst of the elements at least until the time comes.
Asta goes to ensure the shelter is covered with enough hay and sawdust!
Settled beside his lover, his posture failing in its usual perfect position likely due to being tired, he can’t help the slight snort that leaves him for the mention of making sure they stay alive long enough. “I shall go and ensure the shelter is sufficient.” He parts from Danta with a fleeting kiss and an easier smile, snagging the bundles of hay and sawdust to fill the space to make sure it was comfortable enough for keeping the unicorns out of the worst of the elements at least until the time comes.
Asta goes to ensure the shelter is covered with enough hay and sawdust!
Astaroth
// down below so, down below so violent //
