// Greed won't rest 'til he's crowned as a king //
“In my defense, she was convincing.” The butcher murmurs, whining in such a way that he stops the second he hears Danta concede, looking up at him with a bright grin that seems to suggest he’s quite pleased having won this little debate, bad choices or not. At any rate, the butcher leans in and nuzzles close, focusing on the papers and the ease of which Danta can take them all in.
He hums a note as Danta describes the biggest export of the Grounds as if it were nothing more than trading fruit to varying regions that couldn’t grow it themselves. “Oh, I am aware.” And given the fact that the Dusklight was very rarely empty only goes to show how well of a job Danta’s done with that very fine export.
He nuzzles up into Danta’s affections, though, his arms squeezing around his middle. “We can’t have that.” He drawls playfully, his tail curling around his fiance’s leg. “So, would you like to eat now or later?” He asks, shifting so he can look up at him with bright eyes that harbor a small line of exhaustion from the day and Deepfrost as a whole, but is otherwise willing to do whatever the Maverick wanted now that he’s comfortable in the confines of the Dusklight with no ram shifters around.
He hums a note as Danta describes the biggest export of the Grounds as if it were nothing more than trading fruit to varying regions that couldn’t grow it themselves. “Oh, I am aware.” And given the fact that the Dusklight was very rarely empty only goes to show how well of a job Danta’s done with that very fine export.
He nuzzles up into Danta’s affections, though, his arms squeezing around his middle. “We can’t have that.” He drawls playfully, his tail curling around his fiance’s leg. “So, would you like to eat now or later?” He asks, shifting so he can look up at him with bright eyes that harbor a small line of exhaustion from the day and Deepfrost as a whole, but is otherwise willing to do whatever the Maverick wanted now that he’s comfortable in the confines of the Dusklight with no ram shifters around.
Astaroth
// From the land to the sea, he'll take all that he needs //
