SUNJATA
“Just over that ridge I think.” He offers quickly, keeping his pace with hers if only to not lose her behind him. Just over the ridge and through the last bit of trees before Torchline should spread out before them, luckily enough for Maeve sober Sunjata meant he knew how to get out of the insanity of the Wilds, wouldn’t be stuck here like he had with his father when Shaju had broken his wing.
He scans the world around them, reaching out through his ability to compel creatures, sending a few brightly hued macaws out to ensure he was correct — before the birds return and perch on his shoulder, acknowledging that he’d indeed been right. “I double checked, not too much longer.” He tilts his head down to her, flashing her an easy smile underneath the feathered friends that find their space on his shoulders. Two on his left and one on his right. None of the birds match his shift, though, mostly a lighter blue and gold, the scarlet, and a green one with a bright red patch above its beak.
He scans the world around them, reaching out through his ability to compel creatures, sending a few brightly hued macaws out to ensure he was correct — before the birds return and perch on his shoulder, acknowledging that he’d indeed been right. “I double checked, not too much longer.” He tilts his head down to her, flashing her an easy smile underneath the feathered friends that find their space on his shoulders. Two on his left and one on his right. None of the birds match his shift, though, mostly a lighter blue and gold, the scarlet, and a green one with a bright red patch above its beak.
i no longer know if i wish to drown myself
in love, vodka, or the sea
in love, vodka, or the sea
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
