// as long as there's bread and as long as there's an appetite //
Sending a sharp grin back her way, the Butcher easily hoists her toward the little hole in the trunk of the tree where the ray of sunlight captures it perfectly. And luckily for them, the combination of his height and her arms manage to reach it without too much trouble. Her giggle sparks a soft hum of a laugh from the Butcher himself, though once she shifts a little and he looks up at her to see her looking down at him, he lowers her back down to the ground so he can get a good view.
The sun filters in, glittering against the treeflit’s wings, sparkling and shiny. “That looks beautiful, darling.” Always a fan of things that glittered and were distractingly vibrant, it has the ancient’s approval. “Now, we just need to put the berries in place.” He reaches for the little handkerchief bag he’d made with the ruby fruits, snagging one of two to nestle into the branches close to the wings – almost like decorating a Christmas tree, sure that Knell will manage to get the berries nestled in on the lower parts of the foliage.
The sun filters in, glittering against the treeflit’s wings, sparkling and shiny. “That looks beautiful, darling.” Always a fan of things that glittered and were distractingly vibrant, it has the ancient’s approval. “Now, we just need to put the berries in place.” He reaches for the little handkerchief bag he’d made with the ruby fruits, snagging one of two to nestle into the branches close to the wings – almost like decorating a Christmas tree, sure that Knell will manage to get the berries nestled in on the lower parts of the foliage.
Astaroth
// as long as everyone you need is stepping in line, you are camouflaged //
