we keep on doing this again and again
the same old things expecting something different
the same old things expecting something different
He’s close to tell her that he still isn’t used to the snow, but it’s a fact that he imagines she picks up on quickly. After all, he steps across the snow like a dawn taking its first few steps — awkward and unsure until the footing holds and he grows bolder. At the very least, he meets her head on, a smile blooming on his face. “Happy LongNight.” He hums back to her, finding the wording less strange than she would, given the times he’d stayed carefully sequestered away in places that weren’t barraged by creatures year after year.
He appraises the pelt as she explains, a low hum of understanding slipping from his lips. “Should turn out nice.” He says after scanning it before looking at her pale face again, briefly, before his gaze drifts out over the snow and ice. “Felt an itch to get out into the open.” He shrugs a shoulder, a hand rising to rub at the back of his neck over his scarf. It was likely something to do with the shifts within him, able to influence him just as they once had. His connection to them restoring slowly. “Mind if I join you?” Hanging out with her as she takes the pelt in sounds far more ideal than standing out in the open on his own, truthfully.
He appraises the pelt as she explains, a low hum of understanding slipping from his lips. “Should turn out nice.” He says after scanning it before looking at her pale face again, briefly, before his gaze drifts out over the snow and ice. “Felt an itch to get out into the open.” He shrugs a shoulder, a hand rising to rub at the back of his neck over his scarf. It was likely something to do with the shifts within him, able to influence him just as they once had. His connection to them restoring slowly. “Mind if I join you?” Hanging out with her as she takes the pelt in sounds far more ideal than standing out in the open on his own, truthfully.
but by now we know it's never gonna change
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
i'm not trying to complain, i'm just saying it's a waste
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.
