The Heartwood inuusik ✾

his mouth fell agape as golden eyes widened at the explanation of the exotic word. while he couldn't see the purpose behind draping the ceiling of a den in decorations, the inky ghoul liked to imagine the sight was very welcoming and homey. as she goes on to further educate him on the knowledge of her craft, he turns to offer a cheerful sway of his tail in silent appreciation for all that she has taught him so far.

"kukutux" he says aloud, testing her name upon his lips before he commits it to memory. "i'm astaroth" he introduces with a spirited smile, attention briefly slipping from her pale form to the trail of some unnamed prey they'd been fortunate enough to stumble upon. "this way", he calls out with a gesture of his smoky muzzle to the east.