i was raised as a scorpion
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
being pulled by the moon in a high tide
The tension is palpable in the air, but Sunjata hopes that it will alleviate as time goes on, as he makes those attempts to try and fix and acknowledge the missteps he’s taken in the past. Maybe it won’t do any good, maybe it will. He won’t know unless he tries, and here he is.
A soft smile does bloom on his face to hear Fangorn’s grumble, and his heart pangs with sorrow at the remembrance of Haai, enough that he looks to the dragonling as Melita responds while she fixes up her plate. “Hello Sila.” He says softly, taking everything off the stove to keep it from burning (it’s finished anyway), and steps over to grab a small piece of meat left behind to lower himself toward the dragon, extending a hand out that shifts and changes to replicate the dragon within his soul, as if it might alleviate the worry the small companion has. “She’s beautiful.” He offers quietly, looking away from the dragon back up toward the counter where Melita picks her food.
“I made Ramphire steaks with potatoes and vegetables.” He offers, hoping that he’s done a decent enough job following the instruction Nate had left with him that it’s edible.
A soft smile does bloom on his face to hear Fangorn’s grumble, and his heart pangs with sorrow at the remembrance of Haai, enough that he looks to the dragonling as Melita responds while she fixes up her plate. “Hello Sila.” He says softly, taking everything off the stove to keep it from burning (it’s finished anyway), and steps over to grab a small piece of meat left behind to lower himself toward the dragon, extending a hand out that shifts and changes to replicate the dragon within his soul, as if it might alleviate the worry the small companion has. “She’s beautiful.” He offers quietly, looking away from the dragon back up toward the counter where Melita picks her food.
“I made Ramphire steaks with potatoes and vegetables.” He offers, hoping that he’s done a decent enough job following the instruction Nate had left with him that it’s edible.
the flood
that's why i'm broken, yeah,
am i a villain or a saint?
am i a villain or a saint?
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.
