// now we are hanging out in the backyard //
There isn’t many things better to do than join Flora in exploration – even if LongNight meant that it was dark the entirety of the time. Perhaps it might make the location more impressive, so of course he was in agreement the second she asked. That, and it’s been a while since he’d felt like he’d really stretched his wings.
Bundled up equally as much as his basically step-daughter, Sunjata has always been against the cold and snows – much to Hotaru’s dismay, he knows – but luckily the trek there has him mostly in his dragon shift, until they land in the space nearest to the Eye of Fire, where he shifts back into himself, joining her at her side and flashing her a bright and crooked grin in the crackling reflection of the flame. “That’s it.” He says with an accented chuckle, shrugging lightly before he draws the scarf up further around his neck.
“Supposedly if an Abandoned jumps across the fire it’ll amplify their magic.” He shrugs with uncertainty, because he’d never once been Abandoned nor has he heard of anyone doing such a thing to find out. “It’s said to be the place that the first of the Abandoned came into their magic. So I guess it would make sense, but… Never heard of anything or anyone trying.” Flashing her a small shrug, he drifts closer to the fire in the bowl to claim some of its warmth.
Bundled up equally as much as his basically step-daughter, Sunjata has always been against the cold and snows – much to Hotaru’s dismay, he knows – but luckily the trek there has him mostly in his dragon shift, until they land in the space nearest to the Eye of Fire, where he shifts back into himself, joining her at her side and flashing her a bright and crooked grin in the crackling reflection of the flame. “That’s it.” He says with an accented chuckle, shrugging lightly before he draws the scarf up further around his neck.
“Supposedly if an Abandoned jumps across the fire it’ll amplify their magic.” He shrugs with uncertainty, because he’d never once been Abandoned nor has he heard of anyone doing such a thing to find out. “It’s said to be the place that the first of the Abandoned came into their magic. So I guess it would make sense, but… Never heard of anything or anyone trying.” Flashing her a small shrug, he drifts closer to the fire in the bowl to claim some of its warmth.
the flood
// looking at a new point of view //
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.
