A blender in a lightning storm, disguised as a blessing I'm sure
For being a whole entire dragon, he certainly feels a bit sandwiched between Ronin and the gargoyle, and while he’d hoped his thrashing would’ve caused the stony prick to let go, it hasn’t. It’s just given it a better vantage point to dig its claws into his neck more and more, the sharp shooting pain causing a loud snarl to leave him. Ronin’s voice filters through the pain and grief and panic, and he does manage to try and still himself enough while struggling to remain airborne.
Get off of me— He snarls to the gargoyle, trying to scrape at it with the clawed hands of his shift, and he starts to go down, distracted by the searing pain in his throat and his attempts to stay still. If anything, hopefully the closer to the ground he gets the more the gargoyle might try to dislodge itself from him. And if nothing else, Sunjata tries to aim for hitting the sand gargoyle first.
Sunjata tries to remain still but starts to go down from the air, clawing at the gargoyle the best he can with his front feet and trying to angle them so that the gargoyle might hit the ground first if it doesn’t dislodge itself first.
Get off of me— He snarls to the gargoyle, trying to scrape at it with the clawed hands of his shift, and he starts to go down, distracted by the searing pain in his throat and his attempts to stay still. If anything, hopefully the closer to the ground he gets the more the gargoyle might try to dislodge itself from him. And if nothing else, Sunjata tries to aim for hitting the sand gargoyle first.
Sunjata tries to remain still but starts to go down from the air, clawing at the gargoyle the best he can with his front feet and trying to angle them so that the gargoyle might hit the ground first if it doesn’t dislodge itself first.
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.
