sleep don't visit, so i choke on sun // and the days blur into one
They spot the ships in the distance nearly immediately - all while Sunjata’s wings continue to beat against the different changes of air currents. This time, he takes his dragon shift out for a spin, long leathery portions of his shift guiding him through the skies beside Deimos with enough of a distance that they don’t batter each other with their wings (especially given Deimos’ additional sets).
Are they seeing anything but ships? He asks curiously, unsure whether or not they would stumble across some beast in the deep, ready and prepared to take on the thunderbird and dragon from down below. Pale blue eyes scan the surface of the waves, coming up empty from his vantage point, so he waits to hear if Deimos’ flying companion has seen anything.
Are they seeing anything but ships? He asks curiously, unsure whether or not they would stumble across some beast in the deep, ready and prepared to take on the thunderbird and dragon from down below. Pale blue eyes scan the surface of the waves, coming up empty from his vantage point, so he waits to hear if Deimos’ flying companion has seen anything.
and the backs of my eyes hum with things i've never done
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.
