it took too long }} horn growth

[daniel]

It had been...almost a month? Something like, that Danny had stayed in the temple. Not because he was just so enthralled by Roan and the sarcastic commentary that the Soothsayer never seemed to be out of, but because he had his throat pulled clean open. Y'know, that? Not exactly a wound that healed in a week. Granted, he'd been doing generally pretty good as far as healing went, even on the brink of freedom, bailing from the temple and never looking back. However, feelings of being trapped by his injuries aside, and missing the places he normally slept, Danny had silently grown a sudden interest in Alexandre, the things he had heard about the son of Roxanne and Diya were...really fucked up, actually, but in a sympathetic way. He hadn't actually made an attempt to talk to the guy, despite wanting to against the pathetic wails of his anxiety, which was pretty much expected of him by now. Either way, he was glad that Alex was doing significantly better.

Now, Danny hadn't actually been in the temple when Alexandre woke up and observed the new horns, he had been out. Wrestling with the waves of the bay in an attempt to continue his physical training without too much strain, a habit he'd picked up some time ago. Not that he would ever show up to the temple with wet fur, he was certainly already dried off by the time he had worked up the courage to return, though fur messy as hell and carrying the scent of the ocean. He just needed poppy seeds or something, anything that would curb the growing pain in his neck again. He wasn't nosy, he had no initial interest in staying and eavesdropping on the conversation, although, seeing his fellow temple prisoner- uh, patient, the wolf did raise his brow in surprise at the better state Alex was in, moving on from starvation to just simple horns growing in. And see, unlike Vayne, bless her heart, Danny could pick up on underlying tones, he was rather good at it. What else was he going to do in all that time not talking and overanalyzing every. little, thing? In fact, he couldn't help but squint subtly for a moment, [b][i]attempting to lightly thunk Vayne on the back with his tail.

"What's it feel like?" Danny asked curiously, the presence of the horns sort of overriding the nagging in his gut. Yeah, yeah, big scary crowd, shove it. He must have been having a better day, but he couldn't even seem to enjoy that, huh?

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