if you could find your way inside
you'd have to find a way to stay alive
you'd have to find a way to stay alive
Amused that she’d followed along with what he’d anticipated when it came to childish curiosity, the butcher stands and begins to shift – transforming from man to fiery crowned deer, sleek and black with fluffy ears and a fluffy tail, cloven hooves that click against the Temple floor. His gaze lands back on the youth as she rises on the perch of the bench to get a better view, his head lowering toward her to offer a small huff of amusement to hear that the shift was pretty and that she liked his antlers.
He withdraws a fraction, though, as she begins to show off one of hers – ears perked forward and curious as she begins to shift from small child to an ember fox kit. Orange fur sparks and ripples like a flame and Asta’s very obviously impressed by it, shifting back into himself to get a better view of the fox. “Very adorably fierce, my dear.” Asta offers verbally the second he has a chance to, crouching before the bench to get a better look at the ember fox shift, figuring it must be a newer one just as his feirw shift was from their goddess’ tinkering as of late.
He withdraws a fraction, though, as she begins to show off one of hers – ears perked forward and curious as she begins to shift from small child to an ember fox kit. Orange fur sparks and ripples like a flame and Asta’s very obviously impressed by it, shifting back into himself to get a better view of the fox. “Very adorably fierce, my dear.” Asta offers verbally the second he has a chance to, crouching before the bench to get a better look at the ember fox shift, figuring it must be a newer one just as his feirw shift was from their goddess’ tinkering as of late.
Astaroth
welcome to the show, come show me in
