sleep don't visit, so i choke on sun // and the days blur into one
He had originally been in King’s End, stretching out his wings, following a curious herd of deer he thinks, before the creatures separate and split as the trees grow denser, as a river juts out to connect with the rest of the Wilds. He doesn’t realize it’s the Greatwood yet, not until the dragon sweeps down closer to the water, dark talons slipping over the surface in a spray of mist, before he’s drawing up toward the shore.
It seems wide enough to handle his shift, so he lands, broad head lowering to try and peer through the trunks of the trees only to find the deer quite definitely gone, and the sound of birds he isn’t used to filling the air. Oh, fuck, woops. The dragon rumbles to himself, drawing up on all fours to look back down the river from whence he’d come, pausing to tuck his wings in tight and catch his breath.
It seems wide enough to handle his shift, so he lands, broad head lowering to try and peer through the trunks of the trees only to find the deer quite definitely gone, and the sound of birds he isn’t used to filling the air. Oh, fuck, woops. The dragon rumbles to himself, drawing up on all fours to look back down the river from whence he’d come, pausing to tuck his wings in tight and catch his breath.
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.
