promise me you won't die
having never skinny-dipped
A sound erupts in Sunjata’s mind, a sharp and familiar tone that has him grimacing against the pain to his fin and rattling within his mind. He floats a few seconds more, before his body is twisting, moving a small amount as he tries to regain his equilibrium, steel eyes scouting for the sperm whale – trying to pinpoint where the voice had come from. And there – approaching, he can both spot the sperm whale as it stills almost abruptly, the white shark that drifts up toward him. Jigano? He calls out in the attuned bond.
What the actual fuck.
Here he was simply wanting to fuck with some sharks, and of course it had to be jigano of all people. Please tell me you’re the one with the whale. He questions somewhat drily, even as his fins move a small amount to drift him closer to the surface of the water to grab some air after the whale had rammed most of it out of him.
What the actual fuck.
Here he was simply wanting to fuck with some sharks, and of course it had to be jigano of all people. Please tell me you’re the one with the whale. He questions somewhat drily, even as his fins move a small amount to drift him closer to the surface of the water to grab some air after the whale had rammed most of it out of him.
in the moonlight
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.
