The moment he hears that voice ( that voice, unfamiliar in tone but quite specific in cadence and loveliness — ) he rolls, to belly, to toes, and onto his feet. The precise and fluid motion of someone with extensive training and even more application, the lightning-quick speed of someone perpetually on alert; driven by instinct, more than sentient thought, in that moment. Because all he knows, is a voice like that means be on your toes and so, he simply is. ]
The rest one prays for, at the end of a fair life.
[ Roseate skin, curling horns and wings and tail — he is reminded, briefly and very distantly, of Errtu. Very distantly, though. The rank and file of demons is not exactly his central focus, but he has laid tooth and blade upon them before. Even now, his fingers curl as if ready to reach for something ( a weapon, trusted and familiar and gone ) before he clenches them tightly and begins to straighten his posture. ]
Hello, demon. I suppose it right that the End would not discriminate.
BITES,
The moment he hears that voice ( that voice, unfamiliar in tone but quite specific in cadence and loveliness — ) he rolls, to belly, to toes, and onto his feet. The precise and fluid motion of someone with extensive training and even more application, the lightning-quick speed of someone perpetually on alert; driven by instinct, more than sentient thought, in that moment. Because all he knows, is a voice like that means be on your toes and so, he simply is. ]
The rest one prays for, at the end of a fair life.
[ Roseate skin, curling horns and wings and tail — he is reminded, briefly and very distantly, of Errtu. Very distantly, though. The rank and file of demons is not exactly his central focus, but he has laid tooth and blade upon them before. Even now, his fingers curl as if ready to reach for something ( a weapon, trusted and familiar and gone ) before he clenches them tightly and begins to straighten his posture. ]
Hello, demon. I suppose it right that the End would not discriminate.