// with each love i cut loose, i was never the same
watching still living roots be consumed by the flame //
watching still living roots be consumed by the flame //
So long as the other companions stay out of the sea panther’s domain, they would be safe from any hidden attacks. The same can’t be said for the fly that slips under the underbrush, pounced on immediately and devoured within a surprising amount of seconds. Sunjata, on the other hand, doesn’t notice the sense of satisfaction from his companion as he focuses on Melita’s question.
“I don’t know. Something that could’ve survived the impact. My guess is something big but nobody has seen anything yet.” And he’s been listening for any rumors surrounding something that fit the part.
He steps away to unfurl the strings of his kite, raising a brow back toward Melita curiously. “That’s strange. It’s not even monsoon season yet.” Close, from what he can remember, but not quite there yet.
“I don’t know. Something that could’ve survived the impact. My guess is something big but nobody has seen anything yet.” And he’s been listening for any rumors surrounding something that fit the part.
He steps away to unfurl the strings of his kite, raising a brow back toward Melita curiously. “That’s strange. It’s not even monsoon season yet.” Close, from what he can remember, but not quite there yet.
the flood
// i was fixed on your hand of gold //
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.
