SUNJATA
the flood
The spots here, the holes in the ground, are incredibly intriguing if he’s being honest. But it isn’t a man that stalks through the Peepholes – no, it’s a Pegasus. One that tucks its wings in tight, stretching out his neck and head to pop into each mansized hole, wondering what sat beneath it. And that’s when a thought occurs to him, mischievous as this shift makes him, he finds a few intriguing plants and a hole that might be large enough to stick his feathered, hooved body into.
Here, he lays a trap – hoping he might be able to surprise someone, leaving the items there with a trail that seems to end right before the hole he thinks about hiding within – a trap set and in waiting, only… He doesn’t fit in the peephole. It’s frustrating for a few long huffs of the equine, before he’s staring up into the trees and spies a particularly large branch that might be able to hold his weight.
So he chooses that one instead, flying up to it right above the trap, a fruit in between his blunt teeth that once dropped might explode, hoping that it does.
And then he finally waits.
Here, he lays a trap – hoping he might be able to surprise someone, leaving the items there with a trail that seems to end right before the hole he thinks about hiding within – a trap set and in waiting, only… He doesn’t fit in the peephole. It’s frustrating for a few long huffs of the equine, before he’s staring up into the trees and spies a particularly large branch that might be able to hold his weight.
So he chooses that one instead, flying up to it right above the trap, a fruit in between his blunt teeth that once dropped might explode, hoping that it does.
And then he finally waits.
I've got hooks in my sides that you left there
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.
