// you know that this could be your last day here on earth //
Her grin bolsters his own murderous intentions, especially as she launches herself off the hedge and brushes off little pieces of leaves that have stuck to her. “I am a fan of using my scorch magic as well as my shifts on occasion.” Contemplating the idea of it, he realizes that there’s enough room here where they’ve reconnected to be able to use his dragon shift – also relatively new to him. “New methods, however?” He asks, leaning toward her as he watches her begin to interact with the squirrel that starts to shout Follow Me!
It’s met with a loud bang of confetti and Asta’s low rumble of a laugh to watch as it falls, shooting her a vibrant grin of just how impressed he is by it. “That is brilliant.” He offers, the compliments leaving his lips immediately before he’s stepping back when the next squirrel darts out like it might be able to do something about his fallen friend.
The butcher has shifted into his scarred dragon shift, hovering above Melita with too sharp needle-like teeth lashing out at the creature and plucking the squirrel from the ground to promptly devour within his large maw.
It’s met with a loud bang of confetti and Asta’s low rumble of a laugh to watch as it falls, shooting her a vibrant grin of just how impressed he is by it. “That is brilliant.” He offers, the compliments leaving his lips immediately before he’s stepping back when the next squirrel darts out like it might be able to do something about his fallen friend.
The butcher has shifted into his scarred dragon shift, hovering above Melita with too sharp needle-like teeth lashing out at the creature and plucking the squirrel from the ground to promptly devour within his large maw.
Astaroth
// so buddy please, won't you smile just for me //
