SUNJATA
the flood
Her face is stone cold in comparison, and he truly can’t quite figure out exactly what branch to leap off of. He shifts into his snake shift, coiling and curling up before her on the bar top – dark eyes watching her as his forked tongue dips out toward her while his head tilts a small amount. There’s the equivalent of a hum of laughter that slips from him down the bond toward her. Not all birds are tame. He offers – recalling the vultures and condors of Korofi, how unwieldy and brutal those birds had been. Only… He’d gotten a relatively boring shift in comparison to those mighty hunters.
He picks the fun ones, though. And the scales of the snake shift toward another dark beast – fuzzy as a bat soon replaces the snake. I’d say a bat… But that doesn’t seem quite right either. He purrs back toward her, before his skin is shifting once again. And laying languidly before her is a panther, his large dark paw hanging off the bar top and his blue gaze focuses on her. A cat. He tries again, tail flicking behind him, the faint hint of spots glimmering within his fur.
He picks the fun ones, though. And the scales of the snake shift toward another dark beast – fuzzy as a bat soon replaces the snake. I’d say a bat… But that doesn’t seem quite right either. He purrs back toward her, before his skin is shifting once again. And laying languidly before her is a panther, his large dark paw hanging off the bar top and his blue gaze focuses on her. A cat. He tries again, tail flicking behind him, the faint hint of spots glimmering within his fur.
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.
