you promised me sunshine, why's it gloomy? we'll wait 'til the night to catch the moonbeam
Perhaps it had brought other thoughts to the surface, but for Sunjata, he tries to keep them all the same. That she needed to learn to fly to get to her children – wouldn’t he do the same for Kamaria? To face his biggest fears for his daughter and for his husband? Absolutely he would. It’s partially why he’s considering the demigod offering Safrin had given him. It’s also why he hasn’t accepted it yet – to give Nate a chance to decide on it first.
He’s learning. And it’s frankly terrifying.
But he means it when he says he’ll catch her – and he watches, still from the ground as she manages to shut down her human side, to let the hawk take over, to spread her wings and lift herself into the sky where the cold bite of the wind banks on each and every feather. And he’s not far behind her, letting her emotions wash over him as he tries to sooth his own, to take to the sky after her and remain hovering lower beneath her.
When her voice reaches him, he pushes further, deep navy wings beating against the cold wind that sends shivers up his spine to pull himself up beside her. Here. He murmurs, angling himself to coast a bit further away to give her some room before he drops lower. Beneath you, to catch you. He offers, squaring himself beneath her again. You’re doing great. He hums gently, wings beating against the winter air.
He’s learning. And it’s frankly terrifying.
But he means it when he says he’ll catch her – and he watches, still from the ground as she manages to shut down her human side, to let the hawk take over, to spread her wings and lift herself into the sky where the cold bite of the wind banks on each and every feather. And he’s not far behind her, letting her emotions wash over him as he tries to sooth his own, to take to the sky after her and remain hovering lower beneath her.
When her voice reaches him, he pushes further, deep navy wings beating against the cold wind that sends shivers up his spine to pull himself up beside her. Here. He murmurs, angling himself to coast a bit further away to give her some room before he drops lower. Beneath you, to catch you. He offers, squaring himself beneath her again. You’re doing great. He hums gently, wings beating against the winter air.
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.
