we're born at night, so much of our life
Continuing to peck at the skull for a few more moments, as he senses Asta's presence behind him Danta opts to cock his head at the stag upside-down, croaking his amusement at the sight of him. Asta retreats again then with a wink blink whatever-it-was, leaving the Maverick to further investigate. It's of little surprise that the gore crow soon manages to flutter himself inside one of the eye sockets of the skull, and the next echoing CRAAAWWW that leaves him seems to warble right out of the skull itself.
Amused and satisfied, he flaps back out of the long-dead dragon just in time to see his fiance chase off some very suspect looking lizards. Chirping his approval at both Asta's efficiency and his Very Proud Prancing, Danta soon lands nearby to strut in a (much tinier) circle as if to imitate the feirw, leaving tiny crow prints in the bonedust.
Amused and satisfied, he flaps back out of the long-dead dragon just in time to see his fiance chase off some very suspect looking lizards. Chirping his approval at both Asta's efficiency and his Very Proud Prancing, Danta soon lands nearby to strut in a (much tinier) circle as if to imitate the feirw, leaving tiny crow prints in the bonedust.
Dantalion
is just carvin' through the dark
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
