don't you know i'm no good for you?
He’s always hated Halo, to be honest. But he might as well get somewhat used to the cold before the hunt begins. Besides, he also has a few notes to slip toward Peter and Weaver in regards to recent events, things he’ll need help with eventually. So he follows along, bundled up far more than Maea was, still looking at her curiously with what little she wears and how warm she is beneath it all when he’s chilled to the bone the second he steps through.
He deposits his own offer for entry, before slinking back toward Maea’s side, his own bow and arrow set at the ready and one of the daggers in his boots. He puffs out a sigh, pale and cloudy before him, steel gaze scouting the bright light of the sunrise as it begins to ascend, and he frowns lightly. But when he looks to her, he can see that she almost appears to be made for this place – just as he was made for Torchline. The shift, the difference, is immense as he scans her curiously before he begins to walk along the path of the Fangs.
“Where to first?” He asks, perhaps a bit quiet, the discomfort evident in the way that he seems to take an almost protective, predatory stance. As if an Ursur might pop out of the pale snow beside them and try to devour them all.
He deposits his own offer for entry, before slinking back toward Maea’s side, his own bow and arrow set at the ready and one of the daggers in his boots. He puffs out a sigh, pale and cloudy before him, steel gaze scouting the bright light of the sunrise as it begins to ascend, and he frowns lightly. But when he looks to her, he can see that she almost appears to be made for this place – just as he was made for Torchline. The shift, the difference, is immense as he scans her curiously before he begins to walk along the path of the Fangs.
“Where to first?” He asks, perhaps a bit quiet, the discomfort evident in the way that he seems to take an almost protective, predatory stance. As if an Ursur might pop out of the pale snow beside them and try to devour them all.
i've learned to lose, you can't afford to
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.
