SuNjATA
the flood
All he can really think, is fuck, fuck, fuck as the deer begin to shift and chaos ensues. He watches from where he tries to stick to the shadows, chasing after them as they dart over brushes and streams, and in a last ditch effort he swipes out at the one closest to him – slices down the side and yet the deer still continued on. He lands upon the ground, sees Deimos pursue in his peripheral before he can’t help the slight growl in the base of his throat as he picks up his speed to follow.
His nose pointed to the scent of the blood, hoping he’d drawn enough to be able to track – even if Panthers weren’t particularly good at it. It was something and right now they had absolutely fucking nothing. So he tears up the earth beneath him, chasing after the doe he’d swiped, hoping to find it and take it down.
Sunjata follows the doe and tries to catch up to it to take it down.
His nose pointed to the scent of the blood, hoping he’d drawn enough to be able to track – even if Panthers weren’t particularly good at it. It was something and right now they had absolutely fucking nothing. So he tears up the earth beneath him, chasing after the doe he’d swiped, hoping to find it and take it down.
Sunjata follows the doe and tries to catch up to it to take it down.
everyone has a secret
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.
