i'll put all my pieces back together where they belong, and i'll say
His hackles raise further as the genie’s grin widens, steel eyes looking from beneath the dark plumes of fur around his face, icy whiskers twitching in uncertainty though Melita’s hand between his shoulders is a tether. And he remains wrapped around her, listening to the booming voice of the being before them. But it doesn’t last long, not as he watches people disappear, watches as they too are shifted and moved, and a deep growl leaves his throat.
He doesn’t trust it, doesn’t trust it at all.
Still, he’s standing beside Melita still in his feline form, head ducking under the genie’s words. Take. What does it want, in the end? The red light is cast, and then blue, and given the choice between what he desires, and what the snow has to give, his lips curl from his maw slightly, sharp teeth baring as he thinks of what the snow has to offer and what it may imply. At least, if Lusea is any indication.
Hissing slightly, he thinks of his answer. I desire the ocean. He finally sends to the genie, passing over all the sadder parts of him that crave and desire other things, for the one thing he’s always wanted, as he curls himself around Melita further.
Sunjata wishes for oceans!
He doesn’t trust it, doesn’t trust it at all.
Still, he’s standing beside Melita still in his feline form, head ducking under the genie’s words. Take. What does it want, in the end? The red light is cast, and then blue, and given the choice between what he desires, and what the snow has to give, his lips curl from his maw slightly, sharp teeth baring as he thinks of what the snow has to offer and what it may imply. At least, if Lusea is any indication.
Hissing slightly, he thinks of his answer. I desire the ocean. He finally sends to the genie, passing over all the sadder parts of him that crave and desire other things, for the one thing he’s always wanted, as he curls himself around Melita further.
Sunjata wishes for oceans!
god, i'm a mess
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.
