fire in the ground between my teeth, we're dancing on the poison in their graves
at the end of the night, we'd all seen better days
at the end of the night, we'd all seen better days
Still so very blissfully unaware of whatever chaos happens to Colt and the dogs and the crew drifting through like they know precisely what to do. He continues to guide them, utilizing his height and their curiosity to guide them off the road a safe distance away from returning to it as Colt’s voice rings through the air. The pegasus’ ears flit back toward her before he bobs his pale head in understanding and picks up his easy walking pace to a trot, to a canter, before the wings flare out as the yaks stay far behind.
Taking to the sky, he curves back around toward Colt and the crew, shifting back midair to where only his Pegasus wings remained keeping him afloat from crashing into the ground. It’s only so he can speak to them, of course. “Thanks guys!” Comes the call from above, a bright grin. “If you guys wanna head back, I’ll be there with the ribs!” Curving around again until he lands behind them a fair distance away, the Flood takes a moment to shift into the dragon – taking to the sky and veering off to get the promised ribs for the barbeque lest he has to face Colt’s wrath.
- FIN
Taking to the sky, he curves back around toward Colt and the crew, shifting back midair to where only his Pegasus wings remained keeping him afloat from crashing into the ground. It’s only so he can speak to them, of course. “Thanks guys!” Comes the call from above, a bright grin. “If you guys wanna head back, I’ll be there with the ribs!” Curving around again until he lands behind them a fair distance away, the Flood takes a moment to shift into the dragon – taking to the sky and veering off to get the promised ribs for the barbeque lest he has to face Colt’s wrath.
- FIN
i know you tried, i know you're cursed, i know your best was still your worst
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.
