// tonight my demons come out to play, all my anger goes away, i'm ready for it //
It’s something Sunjata thinks he’ll never understand. It’s something that draws a warmth to his chest that he’s frankly terrified of, but he doesn’t show it to her. He’s mastered the Attuned bond well enough to know how to keep his intimate feelings to himself. The surprise, though? That’s fair game. It shoots down the bond toward her as he chases after her with nipping jaws full of teeth, a black blur among her stripes.
She skids to a stop and Sunjata, unprepared as he is, huffs as he half clips her before he comes to a stop too – only to be taken down by her bigger form – a yowl leaving him as she pins him down by her forepaws, large as they press into his shoulders. There’s something that flickers in the steel that meets the tiger’s eyes, something amused and playful that almost seems nostalgic.
Well if nothing else, we’ve come full circle, haven’t we? He teases her, tilting his feline head up to butt his forehead against her nose gently, a friendly gesture while his mind sends her the reminder of the first time they’d pinned one another.
She skids to a stop and Sunjata, unprepared as he is, huffs as he half clips her before he comes to a stop too – only to be taken down by her bigger form – a yowl leaving him as she pins him down by her forepaws, large as they press into his shoulders. There’s something that flickers in the steel that meets the tiger’s eyes, something amused and playful that almost seems nostalgic.
Well if nothing else, we’ve come full circle, haven’t we? He teases her, tilting his feline head up to butt his forehead against her nose gently, a friendly gesture while his mind sends her the reminder of the first time they’d pinned one another.
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.
