SUNJATA
the flood
i can still see your face looking back through the flames
and i search it, was it worth it?
and i search it, was it worth it?
Something about what Nate says has him internally preening – glad that the starwhale likes him that much. But it fades as soon as Nate’s rubbing slow circles in his hair, and he’s humming a soft purr of a sound with the feeling as he moves them back and snuggles in close. His arm loosens a small amount as Nate shifts, the pop to his shoulder slightly concerning for Sunjata but he says nothing on it. It’s not like Nate would feel it anyway, nothing to truly worry about. And as he whistles and pats the bed, Haai’s ears perk, shifting to lay on Nate’s other side, spreading her wings back a small amount to let his hand run through the dark fur. Her head lifts, tongue lapping out to lick at the hand that nears her face, and then she settles with a small huff.
Sunjata’s gaze remains on Nate, however, watching and memorizing the lines and panes of his face in this moment – the softness, even if Nate doesn’t want to show it, Sunjata can see it. So his gaze drops after a moment when Nate’s looking back, his steel gaze finding the pendant of the necklace again as the question is aired. “Sure.” He rumbles softly, before he’s shifting a small amount to press Nate back against the bed and leaning down to press a kiss to his lips – pulling back with arms braced on either side of the Ascended.
He scans Nate’s face once more briefly, before man becomes panther, skin shifts to sleek black fur, but his eyes remain the same hue. He settles down half on the bed, half on Nate’s torso as he rests his head there atop Nate’s chest, nuzzling his feline cheek into the Ascended’s skin.
Sunjata’s gaze remains on Nate, however, watching and memorizing the lines and panes of his face in this moment – the softness, even if Nate doesn’t want to show it, Sunjata can see it. So his gaze drops after a moment when Nate’s looking back, his steel gaze finding the pendant of the necklace again as the question is aired. “Sure.” He rumbles softly, before he’s shifting a small amount to press Nate back against the bed and leaning down to press a kiss to his lips – pulling back with arms braced on either side of the Ascended.
He scans Nate’s face once more briefly, before man becomes panther, skin shifts to sleek black fur, but his eyes remain the same hue. He settles down half on the bed, half on Nate’s torso as he rests his head there atop Nate’s chest, nuzzling his feline cheek into the Ascended’s skin.
no i don't mind the smoke, but your tears make me choke
are you okay? should i go away?
are you okay? should i go away?
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.
