the first cut was the deepest, but it healed up whole
Snorting at the retaliation, Sunjata is not worried at all about the threat Colt poses to him for the idea of getting her hair wet. So unaffected is he by it that her threat of lassoing him comes with a playful smirk, edged with taunting and amusement that is almost a symbol of just how Sunjata had been picked to be this version of Frey’s demigod. “I kinda wanna see you try, now.” His accented voice rings out, unbothered by the threat as he hands her the basket full of options, letting her pick.
Turning his attention to Thorn, it’s with a playful wink and a soft laugh. “Sorry for taking your job away from you.” He mutters with a laugh, settling in to take a sandwich that was left to devour easily, even if half of his cheek didn’t quite move as well as the other did from the scar that bisected it. Silence overcomes them and he watches the unicorn herd in the distance start to move on, seeking out the shade from a nearby tree instead of being so out in the open.
“Hey, Colt, do the wild unicorns cause you any problems?” He asks curiously – not that they could do much about it, preferring to keep the unicorns as wild and free as possible, but if she needed help eventually securing the ranch, he’d be happy to help. The thought lingers while he finishes the meal and reaches down to snag an orange flower he’d missed prior.
Moar flowers after we eat!
Turning his attention to Thorn, it’s with a playful wink and a soft laugh. “Sorry for taking your job away from you.” He mutters with a laugh, settling in to take a sandwich that was left to devour easily, even if half of his cheek didn’t quite move as well as the other did from the scar that bisected it. Silence overcomes them and he watches the unicorn herd in the distance start to move on, seeking out the shade from a nearby tree instead of being so out in the open.
“Hey, Colt, do the wild unicorns cause you any problems?” He asks curiously – not that they could do much about it, preferring to keep the unicorns as wild and free as possible, but if she needed help eventually securing the ranch, he’d be happy to help. The thought lingers while he finishes the meal and reaches down to snag an orange flower he’d missed prior.
Moar flowers after we eat!
the flood
and the next one was a soft touch, but i bled out below
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
