- NATE -
do you feel at home? your flames are burning higher
your circumstance is dire, don't panic. you're frantic
your circumstance is dire, don't panic. you're frantic
Nate has gotten wholly too used to being on the back of a dragon in the recent weeks, though this trip is far more pleasant than his last, even with the destination in mind. Curiosity, instead of a coup.
Something fucked up, knowing this place. He answers alongside a snort, trying to do what he can to keep his mind from wandering towards it too much, the sound setting his teeth on edge easily, immediately. As soon as Sunjata is on somewhat firm ground, Nate rises to his feet on the dragon's back, balancing along his spine to get a birds-eye view before hopping off.
No one else has arrived yet that he feels the need to acknowledge, let alone greet, so he focuses instead on the howling, and on kicking the slick mud off his boots. His hand lifts to stroke along Sunjata's scaled snout, his palm glowing where they touch. A whistle leaves his lips, a curious response to the howling and an activation for his arrow.
Something fucked up, knowing this place. He answers alongside a snort, trying to do what he can to keep his mind from wandering towards it too much, the sound setting his teeth on edge easily, immediately. As soon as Sunjata is on somewhat firm ground, Nate rises to his feet on the dragon's back, balancing along his spine to get a birds-eye view before hopping off.
No one else has arrived yet that he feels the need to acknowledge, let alone greet, so he focuses instead on the howling, and on kicking the slick mud off his boots. His hand lifts to stroke along Sunjata's scaled snout, his palm glowing where they touch. A whistle leaves his lips, a curious response to the howling and an activation for his arrow.
this is your hell, dancing for something that was
true to you, how do you do? say it's me.
true to you, how do you do? say it's me.
