i'll love you till the day i die, even if it's just a bold face hell of a pretty lie
He’s surprised it works so well, to be honest. The bag cradled in one foot, the other and opposite hand finding purchase along the bark of a tall tree, tearing the snow moss from the branches and dropping them into the sack he’d brought. Before he knows it, the bag grows a bit heavy, and Sunjata realizes that it’s grown relatively full – a quick cursory glance toward Aisha proved that her search had been fruitful as well, and he hums a quiet chuckle to her through the attuned bond.
But they return to the gathering space, Sunjata hovering in the air for the next task to complete, holding the bag carefully in his feet to not lose them. The mention of putting the snow moss onto the nest portion has him flapping up to the nest and perching there carefully to stack the snowmoss, trying to keep everything even and soft enough – still having never seen a Sparkbird, but imagining it might want something soft to sit on.
And when he’s done with that, he shifts back into himself at the ground, going to pick up his end after taking a deep breath and hoping he doesn’t accidentally ruin his wound with the movement.
Sunjata puts on the snow moss and then moves to help lift the nest!
But they return to the gathering space, Sunjata hovering in the air for the next task to complete, holding the bag carefully in his feet to not lose them. The mention of putting the snow moss onto the nest portion has him flapping up to the nest and perching there carefully to stack the snowmoss, trying to keep everything even and soft enough – still having never seen a Sparkbird, but imagining it might want something soft to sit on.
And when he’s done with that, he shifts back into himself at the ground, going to pick up his end after taking a deep breath and hoping he doesn’t accidentally ruin his wound with the movement.
Sunjata puts on the snow moss and then moves to help lift the nest!
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.
