// grass stains cut my bloody knees, it's goodpain, it means i can't be phased
that little death inside my sides, won't make it right //
that little death inside my sides, won't make it right //
It’s a feeling that he doesn’t wish on anyone, truthfully. But with the safety of Pip and the new feeling of this creature attaching herself to him, Sunjata’s drained. And as the last of the panic starts to seep from Koa, Sunjata spends those moments stuffing his own down into the voids where he can’t look at them until later. When he’s alone and he can compartmentalize it. The sea panther, however, has none of the qualms other than curiosity and happiness at having a perceived litter-mate, and she crawls along Sunjata’s blood soaked skin with little to no abandon.
And Sunjata feels like a statue as he moves to collect the creature in a wide hand, keeping her pressed against him for his warmth, even as everything else within him seems to grow colder and colder. “Yeah, agreed.” He murmurs a hint gruffly, working his jaw as he goes to stand, keeping Petronella against his chest as he waits for Koa to take a look around, before they depart the current and messy surroundings for a spot to make camp.
- FIN <333
And Sunjata feels like a statue as he moves to collect the creature in a wide hand, keeping her pressed against him for his warmth, even as everything else within him seems to grow colder and colder. “Yeah, agreed.” He murmurs a hint gruffly, working his jaw as he goes to stand, keeping Petronella against his chest as he waits for Koa to take a look around, before they depart the current and messy surroundings for a spot to make camp.
- FIN <333
he wins every time i find myself inside, alone all night
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.
