save your eyes for someone brighter than i will ever be
There’s a light smirk that reaches the corners of his lips as she traces his, expects more of those training lessons, and he snorts as he swallows in the way her pale skin reflects the firelight in the dark hue of the inside of the cave. “Oh, training is never done, Maea.” He offers with a quiet breathy laugh, hand tracing her cheek and neck as she looks down at him from her propped up position.
The question of what day he was born causes a small shrug to raise his tattooed shoulders. “The seasons and what not, back home, were much different than they are here. Leafchange is the equivalent from what I can tell, but i was born earlier in the season. I was born a few weeks after it changed.” He hums thoughtfully. His gaze slides over to her with a wry smirk. “Not in a blizzard, though.” A small shrug to that.
“But I was the first child born to my parents, so they were young as I was growing up. The previous Arbiter died right before I was born and my father had won the position, so it was sort of a big deal when I arrived. Saar is a couple of years younger than me. Each family was to have one boy and one girl, to even it out. One to carry the genes, the other to either die in the trial or become the new arbiter or council members.” He’d been the prized son, aimed to be just as fierce and ruthless as his father — but the boy bore too much of the rebellious nature and caring of his mother, in the end. “They lucked out in having both of us so soon.”
The question of what day he was born causes a small shrug to raise his tattooed shoulders. “The seasons and what not, back home, were much different than they are here. Leafchange is the equivalent from what I can tell, but i was born earlier in the season. I was born a few weeks after it changed.” He hums thoughtfully. His gaze slides over to her with a wry smirk. “Not in a blizzard, though.” A small shrug to that.
“But I was the first child born to my parents, so they were young as I was growing up. The previous Arbiter died right before I was born and my father had won the position, so it was sort of a big deal when I arrived. Saar is a couple of years younger than me. Each family was to have one boy and one girl, to even it out. One to carry the genes, the other to either die in the trial or become the new arbiter or council members.” He’d been the prized son, aimed to be just as fierce and ruthless as his father — but the boy bore too much of the rebellious nature and caring of his mother, in the end. “They lucked out in having both of us so soon.”
don't hesitate to bring me to my knees
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.
