// tonight my demons come out to play, all my anger goes away, i'm ready for it //
King’s Beginning? Sunjata replies mentally, the equivalent of a draconic laugh leaving him in a sparkle of electric veins that slip from his maw. But the fyrhunds are taken care of, and the scaled predator of the Climb settles with it, long tail sweeping up to curl against his side as he watches her with her kill. You really think of me as some sort of King? He teases her lightly, humming a mental chuckle.
He rises once more, only to shrink down into his panther shift, to be a bit smaller than her so that they might be able to trek through the Climb unbothered with two feline predators stalking about. Did you forget I was more of a prince than anything? His ears flicker as he bumps his dark, fuzzy shoulder into the striped meat of Aurelia’s own, whiskers flickering in amusement.
Regardless if he’d won his trial against his father, he’d still lost that day. It was a bittersweet memory, of taking care of the problem that was his father – for good – and yet there was still a part of him that looked over his shoulder any time he strayed up in Aumakua too long. Still a part of him that can still hear the echoing crack of his wing as his father snapped it like a wishbone in King’s End.
He shivers with the memory.
He rises once more, only to shrink down into his panther shift, to be a bit smaller than her so that they might be able to trek through the Climb unbothered with two feline predators stalking about. Did you forget I was more of a prince than anything? His ears flicker as he bumps his dark, fuzzy shoulder into the striped meat of Aurelia’s own, whiskers flickering in amusement.
Regardless if he’d won his trial against his father, he’d still lost that day. It was a bittersweet memory, of taking care of the problem that was his father – for good – and yet there was still a part of him that looked over his shoulder any time he strayed up in Aumakua too long. Still a part of him that can still hear the echoing crack of his wing as his father snapped it like a wishbone in King’s End.
He shivers with the memory.
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.
