sleep don't visit, so i choke on sun // and the days blur into one
As would I. Sunjata agrees, huffing an amused sound from the dragon as she tags him back, but the mood turns a bit dour and he coasts along the winds with his leathery wings as he tries to push back what she’s said to the recesses of his mind as to not have to think about them or deal with it until he absolutely, absolutely has to.
Race her back to the ground? Absolutely. There’s nothing like a quick dive to get your mind out of whatever crevice it’s fallen into, and so Sunjata draws up and angles down too, following after her and weaving through the tops of the trees as he manages to find the ground alongside her. She wins the race, but Sunjata doesn’t mind – not as he hits the ground again and shifts back into himself, finding idle conversation with Wessex on the trek back to some semblance of familiarity.
- FIN <33
Race her back to the ground? Absolutely. There’s nothing like a quick dive to get your mind out of whatever crevice it’s fallen into, and so Sunjata draws up and angles down too, following after her and weaving through the tops of the trees as he manages to find the ground alongside her. She wins the race, but Sunjata doesn’t mind – not as he hits the ground again and shifts back into himself, finding idle conversation with Wessex on the trek back to some semblance of familiarity.
- FIN <33
and the backs of my eyes hum with things i've never done
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.
