you'll find the cross only fits when your hands and feet are nailed to it
Yeah, yeah— Sunjata huffs, struggling with the ice, feeling the cold of the snow start to seep into the fur of his belly, which only spurs him to try and rise all that much more. His hooves scramble across the surface of the icy ground they’re on, and the second he manages to lift half of himself up, Ronin is surging toward him again and all Sunjata can muster is a wait! barked into a laugh and a bit of an oof when the Huntsman’s balance throws off any hope Sunjata had of standing up again.
Because of course, Ronin falls on him and Sunjata goes down again, this time on his side, enough so that he can get his feet out from underneath him, and even if he isn’t standing anymore, he certainly tries to kick out at Ronin with those sharp little hooves of his – trying to push him away while simultaneously trying to figure out how the fuck to get up now. You remember that time I broke my hand when we sparred in Torchline? He asks with an air of amusement, surprised that so far they hadn’t broken anything yet in these forms.
Because of course, Ronin falls on him and Sunjata goes down again, this time on his side, enough so that he can get his feet out from underneath him, and even if he isn’t standing anymore, he certainly tries to kick out at Ronin with those sharp little hooves of his – trying to push him away while simultaneously trying to figure out how the fuck to get up now. You remember that time I broke my hand when we sparred in Torchline? He asks with an air of amusement, surprised that so far they hadn’t broken anything yet in these forms.
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.
