SuNJATA
the flood
“The dragon, mostly.” Though there are times where he’d rather play it safe and chooses his bat shift, swiping fruit from the trees he hung out in. “The bat, other times.” But there’s something to be said about the way he’s picked the dragon shift over the rest of them, that carnal predator within him craving the hunt to subside his inner thoughts.
The tea is on its way to be heated, though, and he flashes her a small smile at the compliment, glad that she can smell it. She finds the honey shortly after as he pulls the whistling kettle from the stove and pours the water info the mugs with the tea infusers. “It almost feels weird, doesn’t it?” He rumbles, leaning against the counter and peers at her.
The tea is on its way to be heated, though, and he flashes her a small smile at the compliment, glad that she can smell it. She finds the honey shortly after as he pulls the whistling kettle from the stove and pours the water info the mugs with the tea infusers. “It almost feels weird, doesn’t it?” He rumbles, leaning against the counter and peers at her.
love will save you, but it won't save me
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
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.
