SUNJATA
isn't it funny?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?
how the cold numbs everything but grief?
Tearing apart the boards and starting to fit them together with a multitude of nails and glue he’d found in the shed, Sunjata’s content to work away and listen to the story. He hadn’t been a part of an ice castle dream, (quietly thankful for it given his preferences for snow), but he hums a soft laugh in response as well, casting a glance back toward the snowball that seems to be content and no longer wanting to tear Nella’s throat out.
The sea panther is still content chasing butterflies, even when she catches one between her large gangly paws, smashing it and tearing into the wings of it first before she lays down to lick the rest of the evidence from her webbed paws. “Huh.” Sunjata offers, getting the size of the door right as he starts to lay out where the hinges would go. “I’ve seen very few unique companions around. My niece has a vampire gourd.” He offers with an easy smile over Lena’s way.
The sea panther is still content chasing butterflies, even when she catches one between her large gangly paws, smashing it and tearing into the wings of it first before she lays down to lick the rest of the evidence from her webbed paws. “Huh.” Sunjata offers, getting the size of the door right as he starts to lay out where the hinges would go. “I’ve seen very few unique companions around. My niece has a vampire gourd.” He offers with an easy smile over Lena’s way.
if we could light up the room with pain,
we'd be such a glorious fire
we'd be such a glorious fire
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.
