SuNJATA
the flood
Gods his head is heavy with the horns that settle along the top, protruding toward the back. And his legs feel incredibly small in comparison, wondering how a creature like this could even survive. But he’d seen similar ones to it in Dorobo, along the deserts and fields and savannahs, as he catches a glimpse of his reflection. He’s like a gazelle of sorts, his horned head tilting toward Oliver as he looks to the blonde man. And he watches with wide dark eyes as Oliver approaches too, to inspect him.
The comment of hating who’d be on the other end of the horns causes a feeling of amusement to leave Sunjata despite the recent events, head lowering and sharp horns pointing toward the sky. But at the mention of how it feels? Anything new? Yeah, there’s a few. He lifts his head up again to peer at Oliver with wavering ears of uncertainty. My legs feel ridiculously small and my head is really heavy. But nothing… New aside from that? He sends over, lifting one of his legs and peering at the gold and the blacks, the stripes and the spots. He runs his tongue along his teeth too, finding them flat and blunt as hell – and that certainly wasn’t any fun. He decides the best part of this shift is the horns, which wasn’t that surprising in the end.
How do I look? He asks after a moment, head lifting again to look at Oliver.
The comment of hating who’d be on the other end of the horns causes a feeling of amusement to leave Sunjata despite the recent events, head lowering and sharp horns pointing toward the sky. But at the mention of how it feels? Anything new? Yeah, there’s a few. He lifts his head up again to peer at Oliver with wavering ears of uncertainty. My legs feel ridiculously small and my head is really heavy. But nothing… New aside from that? He sends over, lifting one of his legs and peering at the gold and the blacks, the stripes and the spots. He runs his tongue along his teeth too, finding them flat and blunt as hell – and that certainly wasn’t any fun. He decides the best part of this shift is the horns, which wasn’t that surprising in the end.
How do I look? He asks after a moment, head lifting again to look at Oliver.
always have an escape plan
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
