sleep don't visit, so i choke on sun // and the days blur into one
That’s exactly the spirit, Wessex!
The dragon trails after the mecha-bird, twisting with the shifts in the winds, a wing battered from the cold, a shriek in the distance from the creature that’s only met with the guttural growl of the Attuned. The bird dives away, and gods does it dive. Wings tucked in, streaking through the sky like it’s parting the air to get through.
Sunjata can’t quite do that, but he can come close. His own wings tuck in, diving after the bird, using his tail as a sort of rudder to try and guide him with his legs all tucked in, and a sharp glimmering electric blue so reminiscent of Nate’s gaze when they’re piercing starts to illuminate the cracks in Sunjata’s plate armored throat.
He mentally counts down before he sends out a spark of lightning - nothing to cause damage, but a warning nonetheless.
The dragon trails after the mecha-bird, twisting with the shifts in the winds, a wing battered from the cold, a shriek in the distance from the creature that’s only met with the guttural growl of the Attuned. The bird dives away, and gods does it dive. Wings tucked in, streaking through the sky like it’s parting the air to get through.
Sunjata can’t quite do that, but he can come close. His own wings tuck in, diving after the bird, using his tail as a sort of rudder to try and guide him with his legs all tucked in, and a sharp glimmering electric blue so reminiscent of Nate’s gaze when they’re piercing starts to illuminate the cracks in Sunjata’s plate armored throat.
He mentally counts down before he sends out a spark of lightning - nothing to cause damage, but a warning nonetheless.
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.
