I used to hold your haunted neck; I know I'll miss you if I close my eyes
"Pretty sure they don't much care if you're part of their diet. You must have looked like an easy kill." Danta bobs his eyebrows at her, because they both ought to know by now that he's being a shit for the sake of it. "Either that or it was starving. Didn't seem all that skinny, though." He should know, given that he's covered in its blood and picking bits of it out of his teeth.
As for his performance last time, he haughtily straightens up and hauls the (arguably gorgeous) pelt over his shoulder, before stepping up to walk with Flora. "I'll ask your mother what she prefers to call me," he decides with a smile that bares fangs, nudging his hip against the Doubletake's as he walks past.
He approaches a cluster of rocks that are warm to the touch in the dappled sunlight, nodding for Flora to go ahead and investigate if she wants to. "They eat insects, snakes sometimes I bet. Even each other. They like to hide in places like this."
As for his performance last time, he haughtily straightens up and hauls the (arguably gorgeous) pelt over his shoulder, before stepping up to walk with Flora. "I'll ask your mother what she prefers to call me," he decides with a smile that bares fangs, nudging his hip against the Doubletake's as he walks past.
He approaches a cluster of rocks that are warm to the touch in the dappled sunlight, nodding for Flora to go ahead and investigate if she wants to. "They eat insects, snakes sometimes I bet. Even each other. They like to hide in places like this."
Dantalion
Horns: Diamond - they look very similar to #2 in this image.
