SUNJATA
the flood
He’s panged with a variety of different Attuned voices but before he has a chance to fully respond, he hears others pop up. So instead, he remains silent, following the herd on his tricolored wings, rising a bit higher to keep his distance. Only, evidently, it doesn’t matter given the way they spook and slip out in varying directions, scattering like insects.
The only thing Sunjata notices next is the stuff that seems to drip this slimy substance in what appears like long tendrils. What the fuck. He grumbles, diverting his course to head toward some body of water just as Ray had thought to do (perhaps it’s the same one!) in an effort to clean his hooves before he returns home, hoping to get the smell off.
The only thing Sunjata notices next is the stuff that seems to drip this slimy substance in what appears like long tendrils. What the fuck. He grumbles, diverting his course to head toward some body of water just as Ray had thought to do (perhaps it’s the same one!) in an effort to clean his hooves before he returns home, hoping to get the smell off.
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.
