Dantalion
but you can't be free
"Memorising them?" Danta repeats, letting his eyes wander across her body a second time, as if to take her in properly (and there's a lot to enjoy, so he's not quite so quick about it on this round). "Does that mean you are lost?" His grin is tipped with fangs, as if that might be quite an enjoyable turn of events.
A snapping twig has his attention raking right back around towards the vast thickets of trees, Danta's brows furrowing as he realises that what he's doing out here has likely just pranced away into the undergrowth for good. Grumbling, he slowly straightens up to stand, stretching out. "I was tracking some lunch," he mutters. "But I suppose I have found a snack instead." Hint hint.
A snapping twig has his attention raking right back around towards the vast thickets of trees, Danta's brows furrowing as he realises that what he's doing out here has likely just pranced away into the undergrowth for good. Grumbling, he slowly straightens up to stand, stretching out. "I was tracking some lunch," he mutters. "But I suppose I have found a snack instead." Hint hint.
'cause I'm selfish, I'm obscene
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
