open hand or closed fist would be fine
Eyebrows raising as the ningo is set right-side-up in his hands, Danta nods appreciatively, like he can understand it and its stupidity in a whole new light now. "Oh I bet," he says of hunting them, grinning to Deimos at the mere prospect. "Asta and I were thinking of coming to Halo for a week or so after the wedding," he adds. "It'll still be cold, but we figured Longheat might be the best time for it all things considered."
And all the better to get away from the cunning (and thieving) corvids of his own region for a bit, as the Sword has rightly pointed out. (Not that Danta would change them for the world, especially given his own favourite shift).
"Well," the Maverick adds airily, as though their friendship should be expected by this point - and possessively defended on Danta's part, though Deimos probably doesn't know that yet, "I will be sure to tell you more often, then."
He laughs at the miniature earthquake idea, not a remotely good enough person to caution against treating a grumpy/sleepy seasonal deity that way, but before he can remark on it he's also caught in a wave of exhaustion and forced to try and keep his eyes open. "I have enough for everyone," he says, rubbing at his face. "Shall we stop here and make our offerings?"
And all the better to get away from the cunning (and thieving) corvids of his own region for a bit, as the Sword has rightly pointed out. (Not that Danta would change them for the world, especially given his own favourite shift).
"Well," the Maverick adds airily, as though their friendship should be expected by this point - and possessively defended on Danta's part, though Deimos probably doesn't know that yet, "I will be sure to tell you more often, then."
He laughs at the miniature earthquake idea, not a remotely good enough person to caution against treating a grumpy/sleepy seasonal deity that way, but before he can remark on it he's also caught in a wave of exhaustion and forced to try and keep his eyes open. "I have enough for everyone," he says, rubbing at his face. "Shall we stop here and make our offerings?"
Dantalion
the blood is rare and sweet as cherry wine
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
