FOX
Clearing his throat and looking away in an effort not to be as flustered as he obviously is in the wake of Kiada's expert flirtations, it's with reddening cheeks that Fox finishes up their task. He's managed to compose himself a little better, at least, by the time he and Kiada join each other once more, the hunter offering her a cheerful smile as well and relieving her of her pouch of ashes (of course he's happy to take the burden of carrying them both).
"In that case, let's get out of here," he suggests with a smile, turning to begin leading them back down the slopes towards Torchline proper. "The skyship probably won't be leaving for the Grounds for a long while. I can treat you to dinner while we wait." And they can at least enjoy the semi-warmth of Torchline before returning to the frosty hellscape of the Grounds at Deepfrost.
~FIN
"In that case, let's get out of here," he suggests with a smile, turning to begin leading them back down the slopes towards Torchline proper. "The skyship probably won't be leaving for the Grounds for a long while. I can treat you to dinner while we wait." And they can at least enjoy the semi-warmth of Torchline before returning to the frosty hellscape of the Grounds at Deepfrost.
~FIN
astra inclinant, sed non obligant
Horns: Small, bone-like protrusions (aka your stereotypical devil horns) that are easy to miss in his hair.
