everything I let go
The apprehension turned to excitement, the spark of hope and fervency reverberating through the pulsing fringes of bonds and fortitude – his grin widening as reality continued to come into play. The frost fox rose underneath his outstretched hand, clearly delighting and liking the scratches on its head, granting an icy yip thereafter when vying for more. But Erebos listened, or tried to at the very least, when his father rumbled an answer, mind trying to go over the shape and image of those characters. Impulse chose in the end. “Orsino! I like that.”
As for the other statement, he did already have a place thought over and mulled through. Unaware Deimos and Evie had held a prior conversation about this very topic (and how many animals were beginning to outnumber people within the Ignatius household), he turned his head upwards, granted a cheeky grin at his father form his tilted framework. “In my room, of course! I can get him a bed! And water and food!”
As for the other statement, he did already have a place thought over and mulled through. Unaware Deimos and Evie had held a prior conversation about this very topic (and how many animals were beginning to outnumber people within the Ignatius household), he turned his head upwards, granted a cheeky grin at his father form his tilted framework. “In my room, of course! I can get him a bed! And water and food!”
Erebos
has claw marks on it
