temporary fleeting thrills, keep me bruised and make me ill
my skin has lavender tones
my skin has lavender tones
Hunting. To be honest, he doesn’t know the primal need Isla has for this just yet. What he does know, is the one that lingers under his own skin, debating between shifts to pick. And while he’d prefer to stay on the ground alongside her, the dragon is out of the question even if it would be the easiest. The most fun shift, would likely be the panther that coiled and prowled under his tattooed and scarred skin.
“It’s possible.” He agrees softly, looking over at her with a small crooked smile. “When the war was over, I spent most of the time hunting in my shifts rather than preparing any meals.” He says, a subtle way to say that he couldn’t find it in him to eat until the creatures in his soul forced his hand.
So with the debate mentally finished, Sunjata’s decided the feline shift might be the play here. “I say we go until we catch wind of something and then go from there.” So saying, he guides them toward the spaces he’d captured them before – in places more hidden, more maze-like with the brush and shrubbery that dotted the otherwise large expanse of King’s End.
“It’s possible.” He agrees softly, looking over at her with a small crooked smile. “When the war was over, I spent most of the time hunting in my shifts rather than preparing any meals.” He says, a subtle way to say that he couldn’t find it in him to eat until the creatures in his soul forced his hand.
So with the debate mentally finished, Sunjata’s decided the feline shift might be the play here. “I say we go until we catch wind of something and then go from there.” So saying, he guides them toward the spaces he’d captured them before – in places more hidden, more maze-like with the brush and shrubbery that dotted the otherwise large expanse of King’s End.
the flood
tell me i'm a loaded gun, tie me up and come undone
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
i can cover it up, i can cover it up
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
