The plan had been solid, his compelled assistants perfect in their tandem corralling of the fish towards Jigano's waiting paws. Just like pouncing on rodents in winter, but judging his distance by eye rather than ear, he'd thought. It had all seemed so promising! But he had thought that three foxes would be more than enough in a territory to keep any interlopers away, and that was where he had been wrong.
Terribly wrong.
Jigano had been just about to pounce from his rock when a fourth fox bounced past him and into the water, splashing and causing chaos among the remaining fish, which scattered as the lorekeeper's assistants tried to do. He caught at their minds with growing deftness, turning them back around and sending them to circle behind the interloper who trotted back to the bank, leaving Jigano sitting on his rock in the river, glaring down atIanto , who would find himself in a triangle of unblinking foxy stares.
Drop it, he attempted to compel the saucy interloper, blue eyes narrowed with the effort of trying to impose his will on what he assumed was a normal Wildwood fox.
Terribly wrong.
Jigano had been just about to pounce from his rock when a fourth fox bounced past him and into the water, splashing and causing chaos among the remaining fish, which scattered as the lorekeeper's assistants tried to do. He caught at their minds with growing deftness, turning them back around and sending them to circle behind the interloper who trotted back to the bank, leaving Jigano sitting on his rock in the river, glaring down at
Drop it, he attempted to compel the saucy interloper, blue eyes narrowed with the effort of trying to impose his will on what he assumed was a normal Wildwood fox.
