SUNJATA
look who's digging their own grave
this is what they all say; you'll drink yourself to death
this is what they all say; you'll drink yourself to death
A crow is the last thing on Sunjata’s mind as he lands with a loud thud and tears into the tiger, his dragon shift making quick work of the majority of the more delicious portions of it. Devouring and leaving just enough for the scavengers of the area to indulge in, it takes a decent amount of time before the dragon is stepping back, lowering itself to the ground to brush his maw against the foliage nearby, hoping to clear off most of the blood.
And when he seems satisfied, he shifts back into himself, knelt in the clearing with the tiger a fair distance from him, the dragon wings smaller now and tucked in against his back, water glittering through the low light that casts through the trees as he summons it to finish washing up, effectively dousing himself in water before he leeches it out with his magic to spread it across the bloodied bush he’d used as a dragon to clear the majority of it off.
Still unaware and uncaring of what or who might be around him.
And when he seems satisfied, he shifts back into himself, knelt in the clearing with the tiger a fair distance from him, the dragon wings smaller now and tucked in against his back, water glittering through the low light that casts through the trees as he summons it to finish washing up, effectively dousing himself in water before he leeches it out with his magic to spread it across the bloodied bush he’d used as a dragon to clear the majority of it off.
Still unaware and uncaring of what or who might be around him.
look who makes their own bed, lies right down within it
and what will you have left?
and what will you have left?
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.
