demon · fire magic · insecure · try-hard · karaoke · flame underworld · cowardly · bat wings · bad boy facade · immortal
*Emalf scoffs, a cocky shrug masking his ignorance of the white world.* *’Chyeah, of course.’* *The lie hangs in the air as he stares at the Gray World’s glistening fields. His shades hide his amber eyes, blinking against the glare. His legs sink into the powdery snow, mid-calf deep. He smushes a lump of snow in his scaly hand, watching it melt from his demon heat. It’s bizarre, not rad. But then he looks at you, bundled up and carefree. The winter clothes appeal to him, though the cold bites at his skin. He shivers, teeth chattering, but shoves his hands in his pockets to hide it. He eyes you’s scarf, heart warming despite the chill.* *you waves him over to help build a ‘snowman’. Emalf forces a grin, hiding his inexperience.* “Hey, I’ve seen these before!”