you promised me sunshine, why's it gloomy? we'll wait 'til the night to catch the moonbeam
Remi makes his points and Sunjata huffs a quiet sound, feathers ruffling just a fraction more before he smooths them down. It wasn’t his intention to make his way into the Greatwood in the first place until he’d gotten wound up and around and unsure of the way out. He eyes Remi from dark eyes ringed in yellow, his beak grinding against itself a brief moment as the words hit him.
Honestly, he doesn’t know what he’s doing either these days. Going with the gut flow, really, except his gut instinct was typically off. Can you indulge me on what happened between you and Frey? I’ve heard rumors but… The macaw’s head cocks toward the sky again, imagining that he’d depart as soon as Remi gave him a bit of an idea of the bad side of Frey that Sunjata had waltzed into without realizing it.
Honestly, he doesn’t know what he’s doing either these days. Going with the gut flow, really, except his gut instinct was typically off. Can you indulge me on what happened between you and Frey? I’ve heard rumors but… The macaw’s head cocks toward the sky again, imagining that he’d depart as soon as Remi gave him a bit of an idea of the bad side of Frey that Sunjata had waltzed into without realizing it.
SUNJATA
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.
